Love is a feeling that no one really understands.
Something that we only wish we could control.
It makes you question yourself,
It makes you wonder why you’re even alive.
It can make you cry, it can make you feel weak,
Or it can tear you apart to the point of no return.
Love can make you lose your sanity
It can make you see yourself for who you really are.
When a single touch can expose every secret inside of you.
It can bring about happiness and it can bring about pain.
It grasps you so tightly that you can be lost forever.
And just when you let it in, it can destroy you in a single second.
Love is when you can see the whole world in someone’s eyes.
It’s when you desire so much, all defenses rendered useless.
It is cruel yet kind, passionate yet cold,
It is given and stolen, battered and soothed.
Love is the tides of life washing through us,
That delightful addiction seeping through our veins.
Love can take a person beyond redemption.
It can sweetly devastate the peaceful balance of life.
It can frighten, holding you so tightly you are afraid to breathe.
It will take you to a place where nothing can harm you.
It plays games, tempting and seductive.
Love can kill a part of us inside.
If love is so dangerous, then why do we keep falling in love?
And why are we so threatened by it?
Does it mean that our world is complete?
Will it make us better people?
Love can be accepted or rejected but it will always be there.
And until the end of time, it will forever rule us.