Love, a mystery

Love, a mystery that remains unknown

Comes and goes like a bird in air

See it, take it, if not then you're alone

Yet be careful with whom you share affair

Love is simple, yet hard to understand

Because whenever you start feeling it

Your whole life seems to fly above the land

Though, sometimes it might be hard to admit

Love is not a toy, must I rather say

Because when you want it, a risks involved

And when you have it you throw it away

Love is wonderful, yet hard to believe

Because once you're in it, you just can't leave.

Author's Note

A crappy sonnet I wrote in school. I hate it.