Words escape me This tale all of us have repeated for millenia We yearn for it yet not destined for it. The sorrow that envelops me, thinking about that abstract emotion L-O-V-E Yet experiencing it makes dreams reality. It can be so vulgar yet so beautiful at the same time. The truth of it is that so of us just aren't made for love. You and me: Love escapes us Forever yearing it but never achieving it