WHERE IS THE LOVE (Message)

I read it one day, I do not know where; 
I read one day, I stayed in the schism;
I looked in the silence ...
To know, why had I read?
He had no name;
 Sender! Addressee! ...
No, it was not in the envelope ...
There was no envelope, was there? Do not know.
The paper read:
"Some love each other, others love ..."
Thoughtful did not think;
I tried to read it myself;
Love words;
What the boyfriends say;
Lovers do with fervor;
By the pain of loving;
Love even disfigures itself in the soul.
I answered for myself;
And I tried to reflect:
"Who can love and be loved?"
Ah! How aware I was;
In the whirlwind of words;
Confused and rethought;
Like a drop of water that overflows;
I'm not in love.