What is Love

All is forgotten, the word love has no meaning.
What is love? Where do you find love in a heart
like a rock that cannot be broken.
We all need love, but how to find, and keep it?
My memory of love has died, there are no more
blooming awakenings when the sun starts to rise,
no more yearnings when the sun sets.
No more love, for my heart has somehow lost it's way
I am lost in the never ending carousel of something
bounding me.