love is a feeling of strong desire, but in my mind, it simply means admire. to admire one means adore, love is strong, but the feelings are poor. in another's mind love means hate, a faded love destined for fate. to someone else the word is put above all, but, you and i both know a word has its downfalls. misuses mistreated the world love will never be defeated. the word will always conquer and rise above and that was my little poem called love.