~Love~...

~Love~
We think abt it.
Sing abt it,
Dream abt it
&
Loose sleep worrying abt it
When we dnot know we have
It, we search for it .
When we discover it,
we dont
Know wh8 to do wid it .
When we have it,
we fear
Loosing it.
Its d constant source
Of pleasure & pain
But
We dont know whch it’ll b
From one moment to d Next.
Its a short word,
Easy to spell,
Difficult to define
&
Impossible to live without … (-: