love
if you can touch a heart, you can stop it.
anything that touches a heart deep enough... can kill.
and the other side: if something can't hurt you, it can't touch you.
my past friends, past partners, past "role models" and mentors, past coworkers...
there's been a wide variety of people in my life, and it hasn't been all bad, there's been some good too. i have met nobody except for my wife, however, with a notion of love that makes life worth living. and i know without my wife, i would have the love in my heart worn away into nothingness like a pebble eroded by the desert sands of my "community"
what is love to you?