The essence of love is like love itself
What is love, you ask?
Love means sacrifice
And yet it has good purposes too.
Love is like a cloak in a storm
The only weapon you have in a war
Only food in a famine.
Love is a shield, against all dangers
One that will never break.
And yet there are many typed of love.
A parent's love
A friend's love
Both as strong as the next.
Lasting for eternity, it does, it does