Love is...

Love is a word that rarely holds meaning. It doesn't exist, only a word that hurts people. If love existed then these feelings wouldn't be so difficult to explain. If love existed then people wouldn't feel the need to hurt people. People understand the need for love but if there's no love then there's no point. Maybe it's time to face fears and just let the words form. But fear is the only thing stopping those words because it is a fear of not being loved back. A fear of never being held in the same way. Maybe the makers of love never realised the true destruction is can bring. Love will tear us apart. What if you love two people? What if it's one or the other and not both? If love flowed as easily as this ink then everyone would be happy with The One. But what if your One has another One and it's not you?