What is love? Is it when your heart feels a burning fire?
Or is love when you get a strong sexual desire?
For how did you feel when you first saw her?
HUGH, Can you tell me? , Or do you not remember?
Do you think of them every second of the day?
How do you feel when they go away?
Do you feel as if someone just rips your heart right out of your chest?
Or do you still stand strong, as if you behold a bulletproof vest?
When you talk to them do you get butterflies?
Or do you begin to realize:
''This isnt the person thats for me,
for this is not in which whom I want to be! ''
So....In order to get around all of that,
Why dont we all just be lonely, grow old, and get fat?
HA, well I'll tell you why,
Cause none of us in the world is willing to give it a try.
For all of us, we just know
That one day we're gonna grow up, and find that one we cant be without nomo'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem