Exsisting Love

Love...?
That's an entity that can over power
Songs are written from this
Poem are said from this
Feeling are developed from this
Some give this ...
Some have enough of it
Other don't have any left
My eye watch and feel this emotion
Is death truly the only escape of love?
No...this feeling goes beyond
Our minds, hearts, and our graves
Bodies decay, but they still have love
It keeps going on till the ends
Of this cruel world
Hopefully...
One day...
The lonely shall be loved
And get rid of it's definition
It will soon open it's doors...
And let me in
To know that I do have this...
Thing that everyone speaks of
I want it to keep existing
So I can finally share it...