Love is a mix

Of sorrow and happiness

Of Hurt and Joy


People believe

That love is great

But what is love really?


Love is the happiness

When you’re near that someone


Love is the fireworks

On the 4th of July


When you meet that special one

You’ll now


They will be the ones

That you cry

A thousand tears for


They’ll be the ones

That you will miss terribly

When they’re not there


But they will also be the one

That will make you laugh

When you’re sad


They will be your Romeo

When you’re in danger


So what really is love?

Is it the happiness?

Or the sadness?