It's a high,
it's a low.
It's a knowledge,
you don't know.

It's always right,
and sometimes wrong.
It'll last forever,
or so you'll long.

It's always real,
which some may fear.
When love grows,
it's rarely clear.

It'll go in circles,
but stop on a dime.
It's everywhere,
all the time.

It'll change your life,
but it's always the same.
It'll bring you joy,
it'll bring you pain.

Love itself,
is everything.
But somehow also,