What is Love Really?
Love is a strange thing
It is not perfect
Nor is it elegant,
As many seem to believe
Love is often borne of hate
Or it is borne through friendship
The road to love is very scary
It’s full of bumps,
Rigged with traps,
And choked with troubles,
And yet
If the love is real
It will endure the hardships
And it will always prevail
This poem is about:
Our world