Love Is Something Poem by Alecia Nak

LOVE: We think about it, Sing about it, Dream about it and loose sleep worrying about it. When we don't know we have it, we search for it. When we discover it, some know what to do with it but some just don't know. When we have it, we fear loosing it, but some who just don't fear loosing it then love don't mean anything to you. It is the constant source of pleasure and pain. But we don't know which it will be from one moment to the next. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define && IMPOSSIBLE to live without cause no doubt everyone needs it, if you don't need it or you can live without love you are just some haters and cold-