The meaning of Luigi

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after everything,
love is the meaning of all
pain, worry, how you untie your shoes in the morning but never at night
love empties you
it rarely employs you
as the sun spins us around
makes us shine on
the worries of tomorrow are our own
as love is the blackening of words
the space between lines
love doesnt just have a sound but a meaning
does pain know that?
what sound is pain?
its hard to know pain as the days grow darker because we dont untie our shoes to experience it
its hard to know how to untie our shoes at night because the day is already here, in our hearts,
as we worry and direct pain on
what is love then?
love makes it out alive doesnt it?
but do we?
love is not as often heard as love is often pain
pain after a divorce
love requires sin
love after a loved one dies
love requires time
love is the blackening of words
love is the sound we cannot sing
because we get tired of love
we cant untie our shoes
as love is more than the sun sometimes
does the sun know whos winning?
whos worth the time?
we worry about tomorrow but we have not yet worried about the past
or worried enough to finally untie our shoes, at night
let love worry?
let pain be redirected?
what will love and pain know when were away and we dont worry anymore and we dont experience pain?
as often as we work, we dont untie our shoes,
we get them ready
what will happen tonight,
if i asked you to untie your shoes?
does waiting for love hurt us?
who really waits for the sun