Is it me? Why do we love love?
For the fun of it? Just because we can.
I don't think it's that love hates us or loves us.
It's that love is a happy and sad thing.
A give and take type of situation.
Something you can't hide from.
Something that makes you cry for days.
But we love to be in love.
It's weird because the truth is even though we might cry for days.
We all love that little four letter word.
L.o.v.e
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem