It is both heaven and hell.
It hurts and heals.
It saves and kills.
It can be tragic and true.
For a while or forever.
Love is both nothing and everything.
It makes us weak and strong.
It makes us hate.
It makes us love.
It is both good and evil.
It is a sacrifice.
It is also a thief and a gift.
Love is death and life.
A selfishness and selflessness. Reasonable yet unreasonable.
Love can be defined by words but can only be felt.
But that's what love is...
