What's the point of love, is always telling stories senseless. What's the point of loving, Love can not be explained. This is something like that, coming from who knows where and you take all of a sudden. Me, I heard that love hurts, love that makes you cry. What's the point of love, Love what is it, to give us the joy with tears in his eyes ... It's sad and wonderful. Yet it is often said that love is disappointing that there are two one is never happy ... Even when we lost, love that leaves you experienced a taste of honey. Love is eternal. It's all very nice, but when all is finished, you need to do is nothing but a heartbreak ... All that now you think tearing, tomorrow will be your memories of joy. In short, if I understood, without love in life, without its joys, its sorrows, lived for nothing ..