Love is...?

Love is not a measure of "something"
but rather a journey...
In a destination we pursuit throughout our entire lives
Love has many facets
It can relentlessly grip
or it can casually flick
It rarely has logic
Nor any rhyme or reason
It never forgives
and it never satisfies....
Instead, it constantly keeps us wanting more...
and typically it's of things
That seem just out of our reach...

So, we grab
And beg...pleading
and always thinking
Hoping
That it's out there for us...

But we all,
At one point or another
Make this one fatal mistake.
We rarely realize
It starts from in
and we spread it out...