Love is sweet, love is kindIt isn't just a piece of mindLove is something you need to giveSomething that we share and believeLove doesn't mind youTo cry a tear or twoBut true love isn't sadIt's never bad. Love is uniqueSomething like an antiqueWhen it's brokenIt seems to be forsakenBut then someone comes and see the goldAll that's scattered now is whole to hold. What is love, you askWell, it's something that can never be fully describedIt's different to everyoneAnd it's really up to you to decide. Love is powerful yet can be weakSomething that everyone seems to seekLove is mindful and understandingWhen everything falls It'll be the last one standingThough it seems like a small matterNever judge emotion by its sizeUnderstand what love isYou'll see what a world there is.