Love

How do we desrcibe love?
Is it a sense,
A feeling,
A possibility?

How do we know?
How can we ever really know something
so vast?
And why do we let it consume us?

What is so special about love?
We say we love someone-
then we hurt them.
Or they us.
Our most prized possession is our heart-
So why do we place it on a table of uncertainty?

The answer is simple.
Love is everything.
Hope, comfort and passion.
Tears, pain and forgiveness.

Love is our destiny.
To love, is our fate.
when we find that one person- we know.
Our fate is to love,
and to have love conquer all.

Every heartache.
Every tear.
Every breath.

Love is our destiny,
And we must embrace it.