• Love, is like the wind.

    You cannot see it,
    but you can feel it.

    It comes suddenly, unexpected,
    and leaves just as quickly.

    It always leaves evidence of it's presence;
    a scatter of leaves,
    a few stray tears.

    Nothing ever fully recovers
    after experiencing the wind.

    But it will always come again,
    bringing with it more joy,
    pain, sorrow, loss, and loneliness.