Love is blind and its flow like as a river,where it found way.The ocean of love is deep and detailed, because it has not been understood yet.Because love is not something to understand but rather to feel.A moth has a love for the lamp, which always keeps moaning around it. Though he dies and dies in it, he does not let his love ever decrease. Love is the name of sacrifice not gain.

Or say the world is dependent on love, from which day the world will become extinct, from that day the existence of the world will be eradicated.
Thank you brother @olawaliun for your inspiring love poetry