Love. One word; one simple word. A word that can mean many things, but at the same time can mean nothing. Love brings joy yet secretly brings pain. Love, my friend, my enemy. Real or simply imaginary? Is love a solitary feeling or an isolated thought? Interpreted in myriads of ways...but is there one exact definition? Will there ever be a way to explain this riddle; this mystery? If love can never be solved, it will breathe forever. If the riddle is solved, love will terminate. Love, let the mystery take over my heart.