An Attack of the Heart

This.
"This."
Fucking "this."
You "can't do this"?
this?
the "this" you are referring to is us.
us isn't just a "this."
A this is a vague piece of anything.
"What is this?" That's a this.
Not us.
Our love isn't a "this."
Our love is an everything. A infinitive possibility of everything and all things.
It is not a "this."
Don't tell me you can't do "this."
"This" is everything we are.
"This" is you, "this" is me.
"This" is the silent promise our souls made to each other.
You don't just stop our love.
You can't stop love.
You can't stop "this."