Love is strange.
It's cruel too sometimes.
Beautiful, yet so simple.
It makes you want to go miles and miles
Just to see that dear human who is your other half.
Souls intertwine, entangled together yet, staying the same on their own.
Love is such a precious thing.
It shouldn't be played with.
Shouldn't be denigrated.
It's precious, it's unique.
Once you've found the real love, the one making you want to become better.
Than you will know how I feel.