Love can not be understood.
We think about it.
We talk about it.
We try to figure it out.
We try real hard...,
but we will never understand love.
We can't.
Love is a mystery.
Love is a miracle.
It can feel só good,
but it can also feel só terrible.
It can hurt a lot.
We don't know why.
Why does it go wrong?
Why isn't it always good?
We can't understand.
We think we'll be sad forever.
Bút we recover amazingly,...
completely unexpected.
We fall in love again and it makes us happy.
It's a miracle.
It's a mystery, THAT'S ALL WE REALLY KNOW ABOUT LOVE.