Love. The bittersweet thing that we all seem to crave, The thing people swear they'd die for. But is it worth it, for a feeling we do not understand? The violent force that causes destruction and painβ But yet it is so sweet, so gentle, The force that doomed Romeo and Juliet to their death, That made Mark Antony abandon his empire, Chaotic, but sweet. Do all deserve to be loved, And can all be loved?