*LoVe...we think about it, sing about it, dream about it, lose
sleep worryin about it.. when we don't have it, we search for it;
when we discover it, we don't kno what to do with it; when we have
it, we fear losing it.. its the constant source of pleasure and
pain, but we can't predict which it will b from one moment to the
next.. its a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define, n'
impossible to live without.. love doesn't make the world go round..
its what makes the ride worthwhile.. you can look all over for love
but you won't find it bc you cant see love, you must feel it*