(A)ccepts you as you are
(B)elieves in "you"
(C)alls you just to say "HI"
(D)oesn't give up on you
(E)nvisions the whole of you (even the unfinished parts)
(F)orgives your mistakes
(G)ives unconditionally
(H)elps you
(I)nvites you over
(J)ust "be" with you
(K)eeps you close at heart
(L)oves you for who you are
(M)akes a difference in your life
(N)ever Judges
(O)ffers support
(P)icks you up
(Q)uiets your fears
(R)aises your spirits
(S)ays nice things about you
(T)ells you the truth when you need to hear it
(U)nderstands you
(V)alues you
(W)alks beside you
(X)-plain things you don't understand
(Y)ells when you won't listen and
(Z)aps you back to reality

I've been hurt by love more than a time or two.
So drained emotionally until I didn't know what to do.
I've been used and abused
More times than I would like to count
Trust me, when I say I've known pain
I know what I'm talking about.

I've cried many tears in my day
The hurt rocking my soul
And in my pain where desperation lived
I asked God to make me whole.

Because love is God, and God is love
Nothing more precious you see
Because its with the love of God
You will live until eternity.

I know I've been hurt
And it took me awhile to understand
That it wasn't love that hurt
But my expectation of woman.

So I live my life being happy with me
Yes, I long for true love.
So I've put my heart in the masters hand
I want my love to come from above.

I do my best to ask for only what I can give,
I dont expect to receive
What I can't give it back
That's the only way to live.

So I look forward to the day
when love and I come face to face
I can imagine the joy I will feel
Totally overwhelmed and happy you see,
Because this time love will be real.

All the world is full of babies,
Sobbing, sighing everywhere;
Looking out, with eyes of terror,
Beating at the empty air.
Do they see the strife before them,
That they sob and tremble so?
Oh, the helpless, frightened babies!
Still they come, and still they go.

All the world is full of children,
Laughing over little joys,
Sighing over little troubles,
Fingers bruised or broken toys;
Wishing to be older, larger,
Weeping at some fancied woe;
Oh, the happy, hapless, children!
Still they come, and still they go.

All the world is full of lovers,
Walking slowly, whispering sweet,
Dreaming dreams, and building castles
That must crumble at their feet;
Breaking vows and burning letters,
Smiling, lest the world shall know!
Oh, the foolish, trusting lovers!
Still they come, and still they go.

All the world is full of people,
Hurrying, rushing, pushing by,
Bearing burdens, carrying crosses,
Passing onward with a sigh;
Some there are with smiling faces,
But with heavy hearts below;
Oh, the sad-eyed, burdened people!
How they come, and how they go!

All the earth is full of sleepers,
Dust and bones laid there to rest;
This the end that babes and children,
Lovers, people, find at best.
All their fears and all their crosses,
All their sorrows wearing so.
Oh, the silent, happy sleepers,
Sleeping soundly, lying low.

We re the rainbows in our world today
Spreading colours along the way
Dispelling darkness out of sight
Trying to make others’ lives alright
Bringing a little light to those in need.

Lifting their hearts
Doing a good deed.
Red and orange bring warmth and glow
The blue and green allow calm waters to flow
Yellow reminds us simply to smile.

It costs nothing but travels for many a mile
The purples reflect and sparkle the brightness above
Let us all try and be that rainbow of love.

Have met up with some people who have strong believe that being loved or falling in love is at times dangerous to one’s life. In their own perception, being loved does more harm than good things to one partner mostly the weaker sex. I then begin to wonder why these people must think or assume this assertion and I eventually discovered what they meant by the above statement.

To them, falling in love delays the rate at which the weaker sex think of their own and have focus on whatever they are doing. They said, the moment a woman falls in love, she begins to concentrate all her thoughts on the right man, and not on her own live. This to them might prevent such a woman from heating her target because most of her time have been overthrown by the thought of her partner.

Talking from experience, a woman living just a stone throw from where I live said she fell in love for a man she thought was the right man and the experience remained memorabilia for here. She continued by saying that the moment the man wooed her and she fell in love, she never had time to think of other thing than the man. Despite the fact that many of her family members and friends did not like the guy, she still finds it rightful to take the man because she loves him.

According to her, she lost her dignity in the family, she dropped out of school, she lost her job and eventually, she even lost the man she thought she would marry to another woman living very close to her. Up till now, she remains unbalanced and talking about falling in love beside her is tantamount to planning to kill her.

I conclude that many people like her must have gone through such hardship in life in the name of love. But what about those that were successful and get married to their first man to love…? Do you all actually think or agree that being loved does more harm…?