Real love is felt and not seen.
It is like a mustard seed which grows form a fragile being,
into a symbol of strenght.
That is why men call out to it when in need
but only few truly embrace it.
Real Love is like a shooting star,
only the paitent are treated to it's beauty.
there,they all make wishes .
Wishes that must come true.
Real Love is all good and no bad.
It brings forth light and cleans all atoms of darkness.
It bears all and pull us through sad times.
If you have it, what more could you ask for?