Love

I think everything started with love.
Everything also ended with love.

We eat because we LOVE the food. Because we LOVE our stomach, and wants to pleasure it.
We hate because we LOVE not to like someone or something.
We laugh because we LOVE the words, or joke, or situation.
We cry because we LOVE too much, or LOVE the tears.
We kill because we LOVE to make other people die. Or simply LOVE the blood.
We climb because we LOVE the height. The adrenaline. The risk.
We cheat because we just LOVE another.
We swearing because we LOVE to let our anger burst in words.
We sleep because we LOVE to rest.
We help because it's suppose to based by LOVE.
We corrupt because we LOVE money for ourself.
We success because we LOVE to have better.
We rich because we LOVE having a lot of money.
We die because we LOVE God too much, and wanted to meet Him immediately.


We LOVE because LOVE is the most powerful word...yet.