Love is Love hurts Love is What is Love ain't Love won't Love can't Love don't Love . . . . . Can't explain Don't Understand The reasons why done went away and left me here to rot and decay
Note: I wrote this one on a whim one day in class to pass the time. And when I read it now I have to laugh.
New Note: Ok, this one is becomeing old to me. If you would like it to stay let me know. If you too are ready to see this poem go, then tell me so. Send it to the mailbox.
