What is love?

What is love?
Love is nothing
Love is a hole in my heart
From an arrow so sharp
Shot from a child,
Who knows nothing of love
Randomly targeting
Vulnerable souls
Who don't understand
That love,
And hearts
Are so easily broken
So simply shattered
Souls devoured
By this winged child
Who is pierced by vanity
In the power to control emotions
What is love you ask?
Love is a disease
Contagious,
Outrageous
I don't like love
I don't need love
It is just simply there
Weighing down my heart
But none of this matters
Because love makes you think
That you love to be in love
And I...I'd love to be in love

Very random...But I'm a random kinda person