What's love?

What’s love? No one knows

But we behave like its our own

Its like a game for some

Which has no ending to it

Is it physically being attracted to a body?

Or is it to see through the soul within a body

I don’t know the answer

Don’t ask me

I am just curious because I am unloved

I have never felt what it’s like

 to actually have someone who knows you right

I have been there for people in there need of time

But they never came back when I cried

I called them up again and again, but they just simply refused to stay

Still, I didn’t change, when the world around basically shifted itself

And now I am alone on this street

Which is empty like its me

Many people have walked on it

But on one ever thought that it needs to be rebuild

It is burdened by your loads

And tattered so much, that it can’t even hold a feather now

This is my life

Can someone change it ?

One soul can change it all

One soul can put the world back in its place 

Where is it? That I don't know