Love is poison it spreads threw you and can be lovely but yet at the same time deadly. It is like a blooming rose, so beautiful and filled with all the love in the world, but once the last peddle falls, love is nothing, it is just a mear illusion, because we are young and think we are but really it is an illusion that we make up so we can not be alone in the world.
Love is delightful, it can be so thrilling but at the same time it can be the most suffering and painful thing in the entire world, yet when someone says that they want to fall in love with this type of person and that sort of person, but you cannot ever decide who we can fall in