Love is a good thing to have in ones life. It makes you happy. It gives you a reason to live. It makes your soul feel alive. To love is what we were put on earth to do. We humans are creatures of habit. If we care for someone it becomes a habit. We live longer when we are in love. God wants us to be with that special person as long as we can be. Love feels good. Can you remember your first love? It felt great didn't it? To kiss the other person for the first time, or to hold the other persons hand? The flutter in your heart, the turning of your stomach, it all felt wonderful didn't it? Why do we love? To repopulate the earth? Or is is something we need? People can live a lonely, long life and be happy, but are they complete, do they feel whole? Do people love to just to feel wanted? I think I have a pretty good idea of love, but love isn't something to take lightly. One can have there heart ripped out and never love again. Then again they can pick up the pieces and do it all over again. How? How can humans pick up what is broken and fix it again? Humans amaze me. They are so complex but still so simple.