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's out source
of ( pleasure
& 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.