What is love?
Why does it occur?
Why can you control your mind, yet powerless to your heart?
Theres no such things as true love, its just a fairytale, once upon a fairyland.
Everytime you try, you just get pushed back, is this suppose to be love?
Or just another act?
Life has its times, oh, yes that is true.
But whats is love, if its not with someone like you?
Love is like a play, you have to recite it everyday.
Recite it until it is perfected for all to see and hear, but we both know,
thats neither here nor there.
Theres no such thing as perfect, yes we all know that; sadly it is always, just another act.
Love is just another play,
You just keep reciting
The whole entire
Act.
Darlene Belcher
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-is-love-105/
