Love, oh love, a beautiful yet painful thing,
A delicate flower, easily harmed,
But one that can grow strong and resilient,
If nurtured with care, and protected,
For love is a feeling deep within us,
A fire that burns bright, shining like a star,
It fills us with warmth, and peace, and hope,
And gives us strength to face life's hardest trials,
Yet love can also cut, like a razor blade,
Leaving scars that never fully heal,
And breaking hearts that never truly mend,
But we must learn to embrace the pain, for it is a part of life,
For love, oh love, it isn't easy,
It isn't always sunshine, and roses,
It's a journey, a path with rocks and thorns,
But it's one worth taking, 'cos when love is true,
It can hold us up, when nothing else will.
