Reality of Love

Dear Lover,

Love.

An illusion every one desires.

Fake happiness that makes us feel something.

Always tied with hearts and chocolate.

Never pain and sadness.

Love is the butterflies flying all around the world.

Not the bees that sting the people around them.

All just lies we tell ourselves. 

Love is good not evil. 

Though we know it’s not true.

Love is the hurricanes and tornadoes that destroy our homes.

The lightning that strikes people and changes them forever.

Love is the rainbow after a thunder storm.

Or is it just the thunder storm

                                          Sincerely,

No  One