From Anthony and Cleopatra,

Shall I abide in this dull world, which in thy absence is no better than a sty?

Love nourishes everyone regardless of gender, age or personality or anything else. It's a fair game of trust and reaction, with0ut any sides becoming biased towards anyone else. Love is a vector, something which needs to be defined by magnitude and direction. But because there are always positive and negative vectors, love will meet obstacles. Sometimes, when the yin and yang of love are not balanced, we tend to lose ourselves in the battle. However, love is never balanced.

Everything just boils down to a fact. Being in love means that we will lose something. However, we will also gain something in return for what we\ve lost. There is one very important factor though, a factor which must be present for love to flourish and be itself. Just one little condition that every heart must obey; without this rule, it's only a lose-lose game.

Love must be returned.

Sometimes, when we search and search for the one true love, we never once notice that it has always been beside us. It's like we're on a different plane of existence, looking down at the lesser and up at the superior; never our left or right, where our equals stand.

Other times, we know that love is just a hair's breath away, but we couldn't bridge that gap because we're afraid... so very fear-stricken of our own touch to that fragile flower named love... that the careless, tainted hands would make it wither away in shame.

And lying latent, is that one burgundy rose that has yet to blossom.

My beloved rose

A lonesome leaf flutters in the wind.....