Love,
love is a four letter word,
it can hurt and it can smile.
It can cause pain it can cause tears and fears.
It can make you happy or it can make you sad.
But it can also make you mad.
It sometimes its the thing that makes you live other times its what makes you die (suicide)
whos' side does love go on? Hurt or happy?
You deside.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem