Love. What is love?
Is it when they say "I love you"
Or is it when they get you a gift?
No. Love is like a wall, A wall filled with questions. If you break that wall
She lost your trust. A man who will love you has to care. He needs to be loyal. But all of us will find love some day. That will be our memory we can't forget.
Author's note
Sorry I know you might not think this as a poem. But sometimes it will be some thoughts I think of. Sorry. But some will be poems.
