Love,
There is no definite definition of "love."
Yet we all know what it is.
We feel it, romantically or not.
For family,
For friends,
For someone more than just that.
Love is like a plant,
If you feed it regularly,
It will flourish into the most beautiful plant you've ever seen.
If you don't feed it,
It will wither and die,
Become old and of the past.
Love is sincere
Love overcomes obstacles
Love is when everything becomes bright pink and all bubbly.
Love is your friend
Love is your enemy
Whatever love is for you,
It's vital and humane.
Just make sure it's real love,
Not a fake plant.
