What do you call it?

When you're sitting alone in the dark, there would be something that annoys you
Something that's not right
Something that's missing
And you felt shallow without it
And you cried
Alone....in the dark
You felt that you can't live without that thing

That thing reminds me of flowers in a silent meadow
Reminds me of crystal clear snow outside the warm window
Reminds me of cheers and smiles and laughters
Reminds me of the blue sky and the white-cotton-cloud
Reminds me the warmth when you hugged me

Reminds me of the good times we've spent together
Reminds me of the way you hold my hand
The way you looked deeply into my eyes
The way you simpatize and talked to me
Reminds me those days i felt so alive

That thing burns your heart,
It warmth you through the cold nights
But it will also burns you and hurts you

That thing is called: LOVE

L : Lonesome
O: Outstanding
V: Vain
E: Extraordinary

Love is like thousands of your mind and your feeling mixing up together in colorful atmosphere
It is sometimes speechless, wordless
Because it is too Extraordinary to speak of when you felt it
Nothing in this world can stop you to feel it
Or to kill it


It is endless
It will always protect you from darkness and fear
It is powerful
It is strong

But once you lose a love, you'll lose everything
Lose the will to live
Lose your smile
Lose your happiness
Everything....

Love is the 8th wonders of the world, the gift from God, can also be a curse from God, though nobody noticed