Love is important.
Because it is the one time when we truly meet someone. When we love is when we abandon our wounds and look at someone with the grace of an unburnt child. It braves us to hammer at the walls of our self’s cathedrals and grow beyond ourselves, bursting, to meet the light cast by another. It humbles our supremeness, rusts our pitiful cages and allows in the light that brought us all to doubt the darkness in the first place.