Love Is

Another poem I wrote back in high school.

LOVE IS

Love is a flower, one day it;s full in bloom, and the next it is dead.
Love is like a storm, always passing and never caring what damage is left.
Love is pain and sorrow, happiness and joy
It is a nightmare, it is a dream.
Love is what makes life worth living, it is what makes you want to die.
You will never know what happens next. You can only hope its good.
That is what love is.