• What, I ask myself,
    Is love?
    My heart answers:
    Love is terrible,
    Love is beautiful.
    It is full of hurt,
    But you enjoy the pain.
    It drives you to madness,
    But it is the one thing
    That ensures your sanity.
    You want someone,
    But you also want him
    To be happy,
    Whether he's with you
    Or someone else.
    You hope to see him,
    But hide when he comes around.
    My heart answers:
    Love is terrible,
    Love is beautiful.