A Love of No Living - a Love of No Title

Love was an unlikeable to the old, yet it was love of joy to no livings. It was just a thought when it faded away, It was of happiness when it quickly happened. When I thought it's going to make it, It snapped out of the world, to the new place. That's love - it's a matter of joy nor sadness Yet it's a whole mixture of both. I to love thee, thee love to no living. It derailed and drove a smile on a beautiful soul, It took the best out of it, It made the changes that have come through the use of it It created the tears of a sudden death. That's love. It's of no living