love

Love is a feeling ..
Love sometimes can be spicy, sweet, bitter, and painful ..
Depending on how we feel ..
Love sometimes come and go and go, leaving the sad and hurt ..


But ..
Suppose I'm in love with order picking which ones I think ..
I will choose love that remained in the heart ..
Although to keep it ..
Need to sacrifice and wounds that continue to hit ..
That is the love that I choose ..

And if I have a love that would I love for someone ..
I'm not going to choose ..
For love not picky ..
it comes by itself ..
Love is not looked at age, level of social, economic, or whatever ..
All of it can not restrict love ..
Because love comes from the heart ..