Love

I don't believe in it, you might.

We all have different interpretations of it.

We all have different ways of showing it.

We all get trapped in it and can't get out.

Sometimes it's one-sided, sometimes it's mutual.

Is there a way of knowing?

Some say it just happens,

some say it's when we hear violins,

some say it's when we get butterflies in our stomach.

It's unpredictable,

it's unknown,

it's magical,

it's terrible,

it's love.