Love

by Andrea Cruz   Feb 7, 2008


Love is a sensation that leaves you guessing. Once you obtain a love's taste, you never can stop. This is a dependence, as a drug, it leaves you feeling high. He leaves you wanting more. It's like alcohol. He gives you that heat inside. The sensation. You act differently. Happy. Love has increases and decreases. At first it is great, and always will be then it turns himself. Painful. You cry and your heart sinks to the interior. Thinking that all your sensations are dead. Love can be painful. You try to stop, but you cannot help yourself. He keeps returning, your hurted more and loved more. the stop of custom of love. He will continue to come, love cannot stop, it is powerful.

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