Love

You know the cool thing about love?

It never dies. It changes shape and form, it goes from one level to the next, it fades away, plays hide and seek, changes its colours even, but it always come back in one way or another.

If you have love, cliched as it sounds, hold on to it for dear life, but not too tight lest you strangle it with passion, not too loose, less it slip away. Keep it close to your heart, but let it not burn holes, for the flame of love runs deep, scorches nigh and forever alive.