Love? What is this word we use so much? How do we know if it's what we think? If yo ulove someone do you lie? And if someone loves you do they cheat? Love, we can truely never see, feel, or even understand what it truely is. Sad, it is. But can we truely be sad? Or is it our inner child comming back? With love i don't quite understand what truely comes to me.