Love

Love, there is no way to describe love, but in ways that we feel it as.

Love:
Hurts badly
But is still wanted
Never wanted to be lost
But is sometimes
Or just never achieved
Nothing is as it is seemed
It is all a joke
No one knows what they are talking about
They don’t know anything
Its not true
It never will be
Got to face facts
Just not enough time
Tried my best
Which is never good enough
Should have known
But I let my heart talk
When I should have used my brain
Knew it was useless
But still tried
Just gonna have to cry
I was stupid
Heart hurt
I don’t want mine
But I still have it
And am still trying
Why
Because I don’t want to give up
Know I should
But don’t want too
Can’t stop thinking
Watching
Waiting
Breathing
Heart thumping
Racing
Worrying
Wanting
Wanting to be noticed
To be seen
To be loved
Not gonna happen
To much to handle
To much sadness
Pathetic
Loser
But I want too
And this is hard
And I don’t want too
But I also do
Don’t hate to say it
But
Hate to say it though
But
I might actually love you

Author's Note

Purely emotion, just saying

Reviews

[Stormy Weather]

This made me sad, which is good. Love is another word for hurt, it seems. Yet strangely enough, while we try to get rid of the hurt, we search even more for love, which only hurts us more. It's quite the vicious circle, yet we keep going around it. Great poem, Ness.

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so emotional, i can feel your write.