Everyone's a character in this chapter, annals of history
Like Time, an unsolved mystery
Probably the most misunderstood word in the universe
Perhaps the most misused noun and verse
So much that we gotta put an adjective before it... 'real', 'true'
Cos we sometimes mistaken sympathy for love
Love for weakness
Lust for love
Some offer love with terms and conditions like it's a pact
With credentials and expiry dates intact
Some say it's a game of hide and seek
Love never finds them, so they say it's blind
And then they go seeking, and say it's hard to find
The lucky ones proclaim it's a beautiful kind
And then later say it hurts
Because It cuts deep, they bleed... healing is worst
Things we do for love... So bad that you listen to your heart and never use your brain
So much that you can lose your mind and still be sane
It becomes your air
A god you can't live without, leaving is warfare
It becomes your drug, your narcotic
Paradox; the pain is from the analgesic
More like the cure is the disease
You love because it feels good
You love so much even when love hurts
Even though you hate that you love so much
You're a beneficiary of love at the same time a victim of addiction
And your days are filled with manic-depressions
Mood swinging like a pendulum
paradox; that which gives you relief and joy can give you pain
You say you leaving but you still peeking at the door
Whatever you love you invest your soul
Love is beautiful, love is powerful
Learn to love yourself first
Love.. But don't lose your head
Follow your heart but carry your mind along