What is love?
Well?
What is it, friend?
Pain?
No, that is just melodrama,
Is it Fate weaving her threads around our lives?
Not quite,
Is it unattainable by mortal man?
Is it an irrational number?
Is it pi?
Perhaps it is the unattainable,
It can not ever be reached, only fathomed,
But we can approach it so closely that, honestly,
It is as if we are there.