The essence of love is the eternity of sorrow. Is love worst than hate sometimes? For, the reason that It is so unforgiving. When you love something let it go if it comes back it's yours, but if it does not Was it ever? Love is the melody of miraculous conjecture, the song of faint dilemma. Love is bordering on a sea of fire, fire that melts the flesh as well as soul. Yet we continue to fall in love destined for the true love we wish to find someday. Love a gift, sometimes a burden yet always the answer to the sorrows of the world.