The thing is that love… love is what is still there after everything, that big, overwhelming love, that’s like the glare of snow on a sunny day, when your riding through that snow and all you see is whiteness, blinding you, obliterating everything, and you still go through it, go into that blinding glare, even though you dont know where your feet will end up or if you’ll fall off the road and into the river or run into a mountain. you still go.
Love does that to you.
It obliterates you.
(Love, and Other Uses for Duct Tape, Carrie Jones)