Love Poem by Phenomenal Woman

Love has a great value. Love. What is it? Is it a tool we use to play with? Is it a contagious disease we catch? Is it an excuse men use when they know they've done something wrong? Love. Love could be something someone needs to go on. Something someone needs from a certain person that just will not give it. Saving, holding for someone else.

Why? Why does love have to be so complicated? Why are some people torn between love and hatred? Well, I don't know what you think, but when it all boils down, love has to play a part in any situation. It is that missing piece. A key, no, a first step to forgiveness.

Love.
Who needs it?
Everyone.