Love is like...
Love is like a vase, the more chips it gets, the less perfect it is.
A vase is delicate, just like our well being. Many of us have loved and many of us have been loved. Yet love cannot be identified by many.
Love is what bines us to a person, love is many different things; your sister, daughter and wife are all loved by you in many different ways.
Love is not something that can be figured out, its simple, yet complex.
Love is not one day of the year, love is shown in every moment of your life.
Do not undermine love, as it can be cruel and heartless. It often does not last.