Love Is...

by *~Lynzi~*   Nov 7, 2005


Love is many things.
Love is nice,
but its just like spice.
It can burn.
All of a sudden something so pure,
turns into something, not so nice.
Love can leave you hurt,
but don't be absurd.
You'll find real love.
When you find that one,
the one that's right.
You'll know it at once, maybe all in one night.
A feeling that's so nice,
leaves your stomach tight,
and makes you feel as light as a feather.
That feeling makes you,
wanna see the whole world.
Like you're a whole different person.
Love brings out the best,
and the worst in you.
There are many types of love.
Find a love that will love you back.
That does not burn,
nor make your stomach turn.
Just make sure it's right.
;Cause love is not a force to be reckoned with.
If you don't choose the right love,
maybe one night you won't have a love.
No love at all.
Then you'll have to endure this cold... world all on your own.

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