Love comes in many ways
There\'s the love that waits
The love that heals
The type of love you could call home
The one that gives you hope
Others call it a fateful encounter
The rainbow after the storm
But there will always be two sides of the coin
Love can hurt
It can be impatient
Cause you to self destruct
The reason why you\'re hopeless
The cause of the storm
But for me
Love is like a bed of roses
Old fashion as it seem
Cringe it may sound
But admit it
It is true
A rose is as beautiful as it can be
As naive as we can be
We picked the it without knowing that we will bleed
Forgetting the thorns hidden
Behind its beauty
Same goes with love
It may give you hope, comfort or home
But remember there will always be a price
The question is
Will you hold on, despite knowing you\'ll bleed?
Or
Will you let go and walk away, thinking it is not worth the pain?