Life is a
huge commitment you are burdened with before you are ever thought
of being born. It may be successful for some. Short, for others.
Cruel to the rest. But, for the successful comes loneliness. For
the short, comes friends and family. And as for the rest? Comes
love, a love deserved by all yet rewarded to so few. Those few have
been granted a desire that the Successful and the Short loathe to
watch as their lives tick by slowly and the Rest run restlessly
with their loves waving it about the faces of the lonely. So the
Rest being sinful, stripped from their loves in the most cruel
ways. A murder? A car accident? Cancer, prehaps? As the Successful
and the Short look on to the pain and misery caused by such a
beautiful creature known as love they calmly shut the door. They
pull the shutters closed without a second glance into the street,
which houses the young lovers grieving souls. They turn their backs
to those whom they once kept close and hide themselves from the
beauty and jealously they could easily see within the Few. But, the
creature known to not stop until peace and love are aquanited to
fondly they are only thought to be long lovers once reunited will
stop at nothing until the Successful and the Short have tasted the
sweet desire upon them. If even for a short time it must demand
that they be felt, and soon after the beautiful creature will
return to the shadows until it is discovered once more and it
demands to be forgiven. And so it shall, by all.