Caroline

She loved love
And there lies the irony
For loving love
Is eventually what took her.

It tore her away
From those who did
indeed love.
And to what end?
To satisfy the people
Who cannot love
And can only hate?

If you can be anything
Be kind.
Because you dont always
know what is on
someone's mind.

To love love
It's an admirable thing.
But love is transient.
It can be given
And taken away.
The cruelest
of circumstance,
There and gone in a day.