Love

is like an umbrella. It can keep the rain off your back, and the sun off your face. It can protect you, but you won't always need it's protection. You can hold it close, you can hold it at arms length- it's entirely up to you.
You can put love away, or you can carry it with you wherever you go. It can beome a fashion statement. But be warned, there are some places you can't go with it, small doors it won't fit through.
You can walk with it, dance with it, sing with it, but you can never run with love.

Then again, who needs to run when one can fly?

Umbrellas come in many shapes and sizes, so does love. Sometimes an umbrella can stop you from seeing which way you are going, so can love. Sometimes umbrellas get ruined on stormy days, love is fagile also. You can't hold many umbrellas at the same time, in the same way it can be tiring to love many people.

There are only a few ways in which love and umbrellas are different. For instance, not many people have more than three umbrellas, but we all have love in spades. And you have to buy an umbrella, while you really can't buy someone's love. But love still has a price. Everything has a price.

And sometimes, umbrellas break.

Love does too.