LOVE IS

Obviously something that my parents don't have for each other. Something that demands for two people to build, so it gets stronger. It is pain, the pain that poke your heart tenderly but you're just so touched that you can't help but to cry. The pain that kills you but it makes you feel alive. Love is rather a passion and obsession. It's addicting as we learn how much we love it. It's the one that make one person forgets to check the clock when they are together and even forever feels so short. It is connection. As if two people are fit for each other. It's the mental connection that gives the key to one's heart. Love is altruistic. It's not built for a person alone, it's for the other too. Love, is forgiveness. The one that you give because you don't want to lose them. It's a sacrifice that you do just to see them happy even though it costs you death. And finally, love... is greed, something that you don't want to share nor even let people know because you don't want others to steal your happiness.