Love is an endless search of one another
Searching for love in blind faith
Once it’s found it you question its presence

Is it true love or just a hallucination?
A fictitious feeling built up by your own sentiment?
Or is it an endless romance of passion and happiness?
It’s a never ending tale of your own existence
It may never have a happy ending

All that’s left is marks of teeth and claws left from battles
Bruised muzzles and torn ears
Broken bones and tails stunned to remain still
Just for the sake of love….