Love

Love.
A simple, four letter word.
Easy to say, impossible to describe.
I think I'm in love.
Once you fall, you can't get back up. Even if you manage to get to your knees, you'll never fully recover from love.
But who wants to recover from love? Especially if you are with the person that has a place in your heart? If you were to try to take them from that vital organ, you'd bring damage to it. You would no longer be the person you once were.
Love is complicated. At least, when words go unspoken, it is.
Love has to be honest, for it to work. You can't lie to the one you love, especially if they don't yet know how you feel.
There are a lot of rules that go along with love, people say. But really, they're only guidlines. Love is the simplest thing our souls go through:
once you are in, you're never coming out.