its the feeling you get
when you see your other half
its the feeling you get
when you make up with a family member
its the understanding of your best friend
who never lets you fall
it is the strength
that runs through everyone you meet
that keeps them together
no matter what peril comes you way.
it is the pain
when someone walks away
it is the sadness
when someone dies
it is the destruction
of a friendship.
Love, is the destroyer and the maker of people.
it always heals, and always hurts
love has many faces
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem