What is love but a game of chance.
Not to frolic or sing or dance
Love does not come easy, nor is it always kind
Love is something precious, found in the mind
It’s love that brings happiness to those all around
It’s something not searched for, just found
The sense of love is something great to feel
It overcomes the darkness in the mind and helps heal
Without love, no one would live
Because love is something special that everyone should give
So in those times of need when you feel small
Don’t give in to pain; stand tall
For love conquers all.
Something i just kinda wrote. The feelings and the words just come to me when i open up blank documents. Hope you all like it