The heart does not bleed for pain, but for joy.
It bleeds of a love so pure, so innocent, so perfect;
That none other than the ones who share it understand.
The heart bleeds once it finds that person; that one person.
That one person to make a life complete.
That one person that can understand it all.
That one person that gives you a chance when you feel like you don't deserve it.
That one person that embodies the definition of soulmate.
Some believe the heart bleeds for pain;
For the wrenching feeling of a love long lost.
But it does not bleed then, it cries.
It only bleeds when the truest, purest form of love comes around.
"Death does not part true love; it can only delay it for awhile."
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