Love is a fragile flower standing tall
against tornadoes of hate and seas of
discouragement. Love is a gentle breeze
against your face. It's a cool stream of
emotions flowing down the rocks of life.
Love is a warm blanket on a cold winter's
night. It's a feeling of be secure and safe.
Love is what makes the world a worthwhile place.
It's like the old saying goes
its better to love and lost
than to never have loved at all. 
