The Weather of LoveA Poem by Bria LoveLove is a beautiful storm.
What we are and what we feel.
Its not real. We're living a lie and we carry on with it as if its alright. The feelings, the emotion is just a mirage. We talk on as if its okay even though we're drifting apart; we want each other to stay. But its difficult when the clouds start to come in and stay. When our world begins to shake and it begins an earthquake. The earthquake causes a tidal wave. A wave of motion, we got caught in it, it shook us up and caused the emotions. After the wave passed, it left destruction in its path. I started to cry and my tears ended up in the ocean. While I was at the shore, I wrote a letter. You is who it was for. I put it in the bottle and I hope you get it, wherever you are in the world. Miles away, but hearts together. Your love is so light, it drifts over me like a feather. A feather from my pillow. That has seen so many tears. You're the one that causes my heart to beat fast. The one that can make the pain go away or make it last. When I look up at the night sky, I see a star that shines so bright. I hope you're looking up too. Its at this time. That I feel closest to you. When we talk, I never want it to end, cause when I say "bye" That's the time I dread the most. Cause then I have to be away from you. Its then that I'm wishing and waiting until "the next time". When we talk I feel at ease, there's no more pain. No more teardrop stains. The tears came in the form of of the rain. When you came into my life, the whirlwind came. It picked me up. Tossed my heart around. And then it sat me down. -Bria Love
© 2012 Bria LoveAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorBria LoveNYAboutI have dreams about being a rapper (I write ALL of my songs). My goal isn't to be ridiculously famous and rich; I just want to be heard. I love life and the people in it. I also play the drums. "There.. more..Writing
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