I still don't know what Love is.
  I know what it isn't.
  Love has no need of jealously.
  Love is never cruel or petty.
  It has no size or shape. It has
  no heart or soul. It doesn't smell
  of flowers or chocolates. It might
  sweat or cry tears or choke on loss.
  It doesn't quit when needed most.
  Love isn't a good **** or pretty song.