Why is it that some people who find love,
handle it with such carelessness?
Some people search for love all their lives.
When you find it, why put it down and forget about it,
only to realize how much it meant when it is gone?
When you find love, hold on to it,
celebrate its feelings,
drown in them every day,
be consumed by them...
I will never set aside my love.
I will never look for it only when it is lost.
