Love is a sacrifice,
You would rather suffer than your loved ones,
Do we meant what we say?
Or we do it everyday?
Love is blind,
Like a mother loved the unborn,
Even she were to carry us in the womb,
For 10 months she beared the pain.
Love is untouchable,
It is only to be felt,
What does real love felt like?
Or even unconditional love.
Love is like a hunger,
Needed everyday around us,
Recieved in many ways,
But different people gets different love.
Love is like an energy,
An empowerment that uplifts you,
An encouragement or support,
A feeling that gives what you are lack.
Love can be pain,
To those who are unaware,
Those who are addticted to pain
Because they thought that is love.
