Love** is a beautiful thing
We recklessly fall for the wrong person and regret everything of it
It gives us different kinds of emotions that we've never felt before
Completely new and It seems so perfect

Love makes our knees go weak
It's gives us some kind of emotion that would either contain us or makes us go all possessive
It hurts when you feel you're not loved anymore
And that's the time you either stay ice or find the next wrong person until you find *the one