Love is like an ocean.
At times it becomes victim,
and at the same time it claims yet another victim of its own.
Plus, no matter how one tries to make it pure,
it will always turn out to be a little salty.
Even when the waves become bigger and stronger each time,
they go out and come back in.
They will someday come in and destroy something.
And just like the ocean you can't tame love.
It is something that is to always be free.