Love is an endless way of loveFore playing soaring up to the sky with a grin
It’s either him or her
Once met, one glance one chance to divide the driven fact of love
Divided into two
Two souls aligned to one
Some of which good defeats evil or vice-versa
love is both good and a sin
So many feelings in one soul or two
Some of which are cold hearted yet they know what is love as for the rest: love is an undefined word in their vocabulary.
As for some solitary
They voluntarily stay in bed and think of nothing just nothing.
Love happens to a person at least 3 times
But true love is with one person
For me that person is the missing puzzle to my heart.