Unanswered questions

Love is a questionable thing

Love is a fickle thing.
It effects everyone at some point,
The painful sting of heartache,
the lonely siren of a widow.
The warmest happy feeling you get inside,
that makes you heart melt.
The way your heart beats as if you were a humming bird,
racing away,
trying to change your luck.

Love is painful yes,
but it has it's upside.
It's hard to control the way it works,
how, why and when.
So many unanswered questions
that one can only dream of finding.

When love finds you, it will.
How does it, no one really knows,
Why does it hurt? Well you're only human.

Author's Note

Sorry it's sorta rushed, ignore the grammatical errors and the badness of it all, but i really do hope you enjoyed it, after all this is what wanders through my mind...

Reviews

[Matt]

True words there, Katie.

I really like this part :

"The warmest happy feeling you get inside,
that makes you heart melt.
The way your heart beats as if you were a humming bird,
racing away,
trying to change your luck."

The concept is really great; that the heart at this point beats so rapidly that it races away to better fortune.
But maybe try to sharpen the visual a touch; it seems to get hung up on the word "heart" for those two lines.
What if the bird was the heart or something like that?