Love

Love is something that brings light to our life,

But somewhere there is darkness too,

It is like spring spreading happiness,

But it makes us cry too,

It slowly becomes a reason to live for,

But it makes us dead too,

It gives us hope to move forward without thinking of the consequences ,

But in the end it leaves us at the very starting point too,

It makes us act like a child and immature,

But it makes us too mature to be true,

It is the feeling which even if you want to resist,

But will never be able too.