THE WAY OF LOVE nothing ever hurt like you

for Love is patient and kind;
  driven me outta my fucking mind.







love does not envy or boast;
  but it can kill its host.
it is not arrogant or rude
 werd?

It does not insist on its own way
  but this thing has to have its own say;
it is not irritable or resentful;
  but losing it is damn eventful.
it does not rejoice at wrongdoing,
but rejoices with the truth.
  and mis-spent youth.

Love bears all things,
  on fragile jacked-up butterfly wings
believes all things,
  the pain it brings sure stings
hopes all things,
  kills kings
endures all things.
  and still sings.

Love never ends.
  i guess that kinda depends
As for prophecies, they will pass away;
  lonely futures don't matter anyway.

as for tongues, they will cease;
  they can prattle on for peace.
 as for knowledge,
  broken hearts still go to college.
 it will pass away.
  please stay... please stay.

For we know in part and we prophesy in part,
  but a broke down heart is still a broke down heart,
but when the perfect comes,
  count your sums
the partial will pass away.
  and the whole will pay anyway.

When I was a child,
  love was defiled.
I spoke like a child,
  never paid to be mild.
I thought like a child,
  turned wild.
I reasoned like a child.
  painful heart filed.

When I became a man,
  pouring sand.
I gave up childish ways.
  lonelier nights. lonelier days.

For now we see in a mirror dimly,
  simply.
but then face to face.
  make haste,  
Now I know in part;
  love is but an upstart.
then I shall know fully
  fucking bully,
even as I have been fully known.
  love has degraded, cannot be owned
  may be cloned.

So now faith, hope,
  you gotta be a fucking dope
and love abide,
  run - hide!
these three;
and thee.

but the greatest of these is love.
  the four letter word
  best never spoken of.

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1 Corinthians 13 English Standard Version

The Way of Love

1If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. 2And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned,a but have not love, I gain nothing.

4Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant 5or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;b 6it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. 7Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

8Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. 11When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. 12For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.

So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.

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