The Truth about Love
By Nick Maddix
Dec. 15, 2002 at 7:00 p.m.

The heart of a human is very fragile
You may even know this yourself
But have you ever wondered the truth
About that special feeling that we've felt

It's doesn't come in any container or package
It's not available in any store
It's not sent via e-mail or snail mail
And it's certainly doesn't arrive at your door (well it could ^^)

It's a special kind of feeling that comes
When you run into a special guy
Whom you truly value very, very much
Much more than even fresh apple pie

But then you take a slice and realize
That this is better than anything else you've known
And the next few hours before you realize it
You're calling him on your cell-phone

You talk to him every single day
Or get a rush when you see him live
Weeks go by and you still felt the same way
You did when you meet that very first time

And then when you least expect it
The troubles begin to brew
One unexpected night he says
"I want to break up with you…"

You rush back home and cry
on your comfortable sleeping bed
For days you feel the same feeling
Perhaps evening wishing that you were dead

Love can be cruel, but it can also be great
If you find the right one who isn't fake
And when you do you'll understand
The truth about love doesn't always go as planned

**~The morel of this poem: When you find the right one, things rock! But be careful because they can change in an instant, also love can be cruel, but it can also be great, so finding the right one is the most important step you can take!  ~**