What Love Is Like

Love is like the howling wind that blows.

It's never just a breeze and never easy.

Unpredictable and ever-changing,

Captivating and endless.

To contain it means to struggle with self,

And to feel the effects fully, taking it head-on:

Harsh and fast, sometimes gentle and calming.

Love makes you selfless instead of selfish.

With overflowing joy, it is hard to control.

Yet love blows in and out of life so quickly.

In a blink of an eye, the storm has passed,

And we are left dazed and confused.

Searching helplessly through the debris,

Unable to find what you're looking for,

So alone you'll be waiting for the next breeze.

Welcome the love and open your heart wide.