What Do You Know Of Love?

What do you know of Love...?
If you can hate something so perfect,
Something so beautiful,
Something so real,
That it brings me to my knees......
When I see them walking hand in hand,
With bright smiles across their faces,
And a look of pure joy in their eyes,
I know they've touched the same love I've once held.
And I could never deny anyone I loved
Anyone I cared about..
Such a perfect union of souls..

But there you stand..
Soaking in the pouring rain,
Shaking your head violently..
Disgusted by some invisible shame.
What do you know about love?
How can you touch love
When your heart is filled with fear and hate?
If you understood love,
Even grasped the meaning of the word,
You'd know it takes a million different forms..

Each as perfect as the last..
And though I can't hate you through all my pity,
When I see the pain you cause yourself,
The tears you bring to yourself,
And the misery you create to only yourself,
I break down and cry.
Because I know then
You'll never know the meaning of love..

It's something you shouldn't destroy,
If it proves real..
It gives meaning and reasons..
What do you know of love,
When you don't even give it a chance?
You say you want P.L.U.R...
Peace, LOVE, Unity and Respect..
You can not have it, without love..
What do you know of love,
If you say "Fuck it"?


(To my best friend Nioclas who doesn't believe
In love proving real and says he doesn't need or
Want love)