V.O.L

A Story by Keb

When you find love and have lost it, you finally realize all what it can do to you and what it has done.

I've been a victim of love...how easily it can take you once you've given in. The ecstasy of it filling you to the brink, the feeling that no one else will do and for them the same. Just love. Wanted.

To see love's smile and not being able to resist smiling back- that a smile alone can make your heart pound wildly and your skin burn feverishly. To long to hear love's voice, it's words in your ear- calming like a mother's voice to a child. Love's eyes that one glance makes chills run up your spine.

Love can blind you from everything else and fill your mind completely...it's entrancing if you let love be center stage. How much of a diva it can be.

I've been a victim of love...but of course love has two sides. A love that is not tendered to can wilt like a plant- if not given the attention it needs will curl it's leaves and die. Then again love can be like a fire- if fed too much improperly can grow beyond control and then finally extinguish...thus leaving more than one person hurt, burned- to be left standing in the ashes

A victim of love...or was it love. You may say that love is undying, but I thought nothing in this world is immortal-all things must come to an end.