Some say they cant seem to find it,
Some say they've been victims of its deceit,
Some say; for them, it's been an orbit.
Some say it is calm and placid,
Some say it burns like acid,
Some conclude it never succeeds,
Some testify it exists indeed.
Fairytales teacher told me in nursery class;
Cinderella walked on broken glass,
Belle had it for a beast, a total dumbass,
Snow White found hers in a coffin of glass.
Yet it's all fiction, so i heard,
But if life itself is a fairytale, why is it hard,
To find it, since we need it so bad?
Praying it finds us too with hopes so bland.
But whether it has healed us or given us wart,
Encouraged or made our optimisms thwart,
Its existence is still an irrefutable fact,
And the only place to find it, is in our hearts.
The four letter words: LOVE.
-Temi
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