Love is like a garden of roses

I think a lot of what love is and how can be expressed and I have come with an idea of a garden full of roses; which is beautiful, attractive and at the same time hard to access as it is full of thorns. Real love is also beautiful but very hard to get; to just get it and feel it everybody goes through various types of hardships, which are like the sharp thorns that surround the garden of roses. Depending on how hard one strives to get the rose, he/she will accordingly suffer by the sharp thorns that can even make you bleed. The pain is sharp but for short. To find love as well everybody goes through pain but for short period of time and if you are not scared of bleeding and keep looking you will get it.