I still believe in love. That joy can come after sorrow, you can stop hugging the pain, let it fly away. I believe you can love as a caterpillar and it may be nice, but its limited. Sometimes heartbreak is a cocoon from which one emerges a butterfly, more beautiful and able to soar. Love is a fire, sometimes a weak fire must die, because its more smoke then burning embers. Let go of the pain, and love yourself again. Let the fire burn from inside out. Let the love that you feel for you be a beacon, for true love. A love thats worth its weight in Gold. I believe love will come around, clear the path of negative emotion, greet it like a VIP with flowers, music and dance. Believe in love and prepare your heart for its visit.