H.+Love+Poem+Creative+Writing

Love; Call it what YOU want, Apathetic, irreverent ... But I'll tell you how I see it. Love is elusive. Only you can define one's love. She should love superfluous. Why when she could get hurt? It is better to have loved and lost, than to have never been loved at all in this life time. Love is cordially felt, deep within one's soul. Thus we call True Love... Perturbed with your mind, you love hard. Others who aren't ready for love may desolate one's love... Leaving the lover incredulous. Being innuendo, love is a feign. It hurts. It's sad. It's amazing. It's magnificent; TRUE LOVE. One would rather go through rough, hard times with the love of their life, then to have good times with someone new. I Love You.