Love. Poem by Rebecca Ferguson

love.
such a short word
but hard word to explain
no one really knows
is it a love or a game?

love.
complex in its own way
feels like a tingling sensation
before you are fooled its like an invitation


love.
so complicated
so confusing
and when you get caught
it becomes amusing

love.
makes you then breaks you
so infectious and inviting
only when in love it is breathtaking

love.
is it really worth it?
or is it just a dream
instead of reality
‘cause in life that's what it seems

(just made it up b/c i was bored)