If no one felt,
There would be no:
Tears.
Sorrow.
Happiness.
Confusion.
Fear.
Laughter.
Anger.
Wonder.
Grief.
Caring.
Jealousy.
There would be no
souls.
Just empty containers.
To hold the souls,
If they decide to exist.
“I am giving up on making passes and,I am giving up on half-empty glasses and,I am giving up on greener grasses,I am giving up.”~Ingrid Michaelson