Love
We think about it,
dream about it,
lose sleep worrying about it.
When we don't have
it we search for
it and
when we discover
it we don't know
what to do with it.
We fear losing
it.
It is out source of pleasure and pain,
but we can't
predict which it will be from one moment to the next.
It's a short word,
easy to
spell,
difficult to
define, and impossible to live
without.
♥
