What is the point of living if one has not learned the meaning of love?
If one has not seen its beauty and felt its magic?
Why should we endure life's punishment without reward?
Much has been said about love,
Much poems, stories and movies have been made to celebrate its triumph and tragedy, its occasional stupidity.
No one should close its doors to love.
It's the very reason that brought us all here.
Love has been misunderstood, overused and abused by people who do not know how to hold it, delicately.