I'd like to meet:
L*O*V*EWe think about it, Sing about it, Dream about it and Loose Sleep worrying about it. When we don't know we have it, we search for it. When we discover it, we don't know what to do with it. When we have it, we fear loosing it. It is the continuing source of pleasure and pain. But we don't know which it will be from one moment to the next. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define and IMPOSSIBLE to live without.... If L*OV*E*S so NICE then why does it Hurt so BAD.?.