Love; there are no rules, no boundaries,

There are no referees, no real anything.

It can start real fast and fizzle out, like gun powder

Or take its time and be sweet, like honey.

Love can be seen, can be heard, can be felt

But only by those that have been struck with its arrow

But that arrow is blind, and can strike the two most unlikely people

And that sometimes can spill blood of the people they hold dear.

Love will be there forever, even when separated

It can’t be severed, can’t be hurt, you can only damage it

At times it may seem like you have lost all hope and can’t get it back

And other times it may seem too over whelming

In the end, whether you have lost it or not,

You always have it, somewhere,

And all you have to do is look for it

Because it’s looking for you.