It comes for us all and one point or another.
It affects each person differently and yet the same. That thing we all feel.
That thing we all experience on this crazy world.
It exists to tell us when something is wrong.
A sticker in your foot (by whatever name you call them). Remove it.
The paper has cut your finger. Wrap it up.
There's a gaping wound in your chest.
Why does heartbreak hurt like so many other wounds?
Why does the most amazing thing LOVE Sometimes end with so much pain?
But through pain, we grow.
But through pain, we learn.
But through pain, we become better people than we ever thought possible.
But we keep on living.