Love is your friend, love is your foe. It can bring
your happiness; It can bring you woe.
It can cause your joy, it can cause you
sadness. So how may I ask " can people put up
with this madness?"
It is the tears of happiness, or the tears of sorrow.
yet, It makes people sick, if they don't have it
tomorrow.
Love is a gentle,harsh kind of feeling. It will hurt
you badly, while it works on your healing.
Love can take forever,as it happens so quick.
It will make you happy, then it can give you a flink.
Love is talking forever, and still not know what
to say. It can change from sweet to sour, in the
length of a day.
But this to you, I must confess...Why can't I
be involved in all of this mess?
