Love Is Poem by Chelsea DeVries

We mainly see love as:
Red for passion,
Hearts with wings,
A twinkle in one's eye.

Did You ever stop to think
That love can be a bottomless ditch,
A never ending headache, let alone heartache.
A roller-coaster with one's heart in the front seat.

Love can be a never-finished tub of Ben and Jerry’s,
A marathon of sappy movies,
Singing love songs for the heck of it,
Final words written on tear-stained paper.

Love can be like stepping on broken glass,
Or a knife that continually stabs oneself in the heart,
A broken mirror giving off a distorted picture,
Diving off a cliff with no ocean below it.

Next time you think of love,
Picture it as a thorn on the stem of a rose,
Instead of the rose itself.