Love to Me

Something I value is love . "Love" . Something a lot of people value ; but , to me Love is something different . Similar to loving milk but hating chocolate milk . More like loving Ice cream and cake but not ice cream cake . Love to me , is different . Love is an opportunity ; a change ; something painful , but something soft and caring . Overall , love is the best and worst thing for me . Love is like a thousand beautiful roses that is peacefully blooming on an old country plain with windmills turning in the background . When you smell the roses you smell its sweetness but when you touch it , you bleed . This is probably why i hate roses ; the redness of its petals reminding me of blood and pain . A rose always comes back to hurt you when all you did was want to take some of its beauty with away you . Love is a rose . Sweet and bitter , graceful and hateful , beautiful and scary . Love is the adrenaline in your body when you're excited or anxious . Another way to explain it , is what was written in a book . " A relationship is hostile , needing the other person yet wanting to be acknowledged as independent through the mere independence of the other person , beginning a process of relations and the meaning of independence in this case is the ability to transcend all situations with your own will and ambition . Finally , when you can accept the independence of the other person , that is love . But eventually , it becomes the feeling of possesion over another being and the feelings and relations that one feels at that point it what is called hatred . Therefor , love can only fail ". And that is why Love is something that I value even when it is hated by me .