Love

A Poem by Olivia Bant

I care too much
That's why I think too much
Overthinker
I love too much
That's why I get hurt too much
Overlover
If I don't care
It wouldn't be me
If I don't love
It wouldn't be me
I love "love"
But it seems like "love" doesn't love me
That's why I sleep
I sleep, sleep too much
Oversleeper
Endeavoring to be oblivious of "love"
Endeavorer
As I drift off, I pull a blanket of shadows over my heart, shielding it from the light of affection that keeps it restless
Sleep becomes a fortress
Where love cannot breach my walls, allowing me to rest in a safe haven of forgetfulness
But somehow as my spirit wanders in the hidden sanctuary of dreams, I still see "love"
Even in my special, sacred space I can't untangle my heart from this constant death and madness
Heartless
Maybe I should use my heart less
Overhearted
Careless
Maybe I should care less
Overcarer
"Love" doesn't love me
But "love" keeps chasing me
I wish that "love" won't be the death of me
Because they say "love" always wins
Or maybe not...
Maybe yes
Whatever
Because I don't care anymore

© 2024 Olivia Bant

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Ern M. Yoshimoto

i also feel the pain of overloving and not getting enough in return. but i never felt envious of those who do not overlove, they are missing out on something that i have. this was a heartfelt work. you not only talks about yourself, but what it means to be alive. it's different for everyone, for sure, but who doesn't need love? and who has never felt that they aren't loved enough?

Posted 4 Weeks Ago

4 Weeks Ago

Indeed. We all need love and desire to be loved the same way as we love. And why not overloved?!

berenongur

Damn you definitely told me all the thoughts I had inside during my last heartbreak. I believe love will love us. Love will love this writer, poetry has already loved. thank you for sharing