When worlds collide the people the fall out touch are forever changed. They no longer trust this place is one of peace and tranquility, love and laughter. Left devastated, mourners cling to shattered reality of what once was, and is no more. Touched by evil, hate comes more easily than love in broken hearts. Until, we listen.
Love lives on through all things, beyond the grave and into eternity.
But, only if we listen with our heartstrings. For all you have ever offered me. For all you have so freely given. For the depth of your love. For not allowing me to destroy love with hatred.