User blog comment:StarlightAT/What is Love?-Persona Story Theme/@comment-25487720-20150310162615

To me, love really is a fearful thing.

First, love is the need to have someone unique, a jewel in our heart.

It can make us happy, sad, hateful, prideful, kindhearted or even crazy.

It is the mother of all feelings; a desire that is both burning and sweet.

It is the origine of life; the ultimate raison d'être!

It will bring the strong to their knee; it will make the weaks keep on forward.

It is the most powerful of passion; the most desasteful of melancholy.

It can cause great wars; it can bring life to still-life.

It turns kings into slaves; saints into sinners!

A beautiful paint that no word can describe; a fearful feeling of betrayal.

"I could a tale unfold whose lightest word

Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood,

Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres,

Thy knotted and combined locks to part,

And each particular hair to stand on end,

Like quills upon the fretful porpentine.

But this eternal blazon must not be

To ears of flesh and blood.

List, list, O list!" -Shakespeare, Hamlet.

And to finish, I would say:



Someone had to meke this joke.