Is there happiness to be found in love,
the joy depicted in stories, tales, legends.
The warmth that takes away the pain,
sorrow and loneliness.
Or is love just another feeling,
one that clouds the mind,
the ability to reason and see clearly.
What if it is the pain that keeps us sane,
the fear of loss that makes us think, plan, see.
If that pain is swept away with love,
shouldn't love be considered as undesirable...