passion

You feel you're alone, but you're not. I know your pain, your frustration, your hunger for justice. I am the Nightcrawler. I feel...everything. Come to me...now! I can be your strength when you have none. I can be your wisdom and your truth and all you need to share with me is your very soul. Does everyone you see, everything you taste and smell remind you of him? I know what it is. You cannot accept what you must, but love is not eternal - it's not even long-lived. Let it die when it's exhausted. Don't try to resuscitate it - let it go. In time you'll see that I am. I'm cleansing your wound, waking you from a stupor. Because of your grief, you cannot see that I am an ally. In my way, I love you all and I want your love back. Did you really expect that he would stay with you forever? I want you to be painfully honest. This has nothing to do with love. This has to do with moving on. We either change and grow, or we wither and die inside, and wouldn't that be eternal hell. Let him go. There's plenty more love left in the world. Most painful things in the world are those mistakes of the heart. Those mistakes we all make in the name of love!!! They say a full moon distorts our perceptions, clouds our judgment, makes fools of us all. Is that the way it was for you, too, my lovers? Did the moonbeams blind you to the truth?