Feels like love

Feels like love

A Poem by Ignorance Was Bliss Everything Was Free

I smell you in my clothes and In the air.

This is not love, Because I don't love you.

Like a car crash this happened too soon

Love is over rated, and hardly true.

 

To beleive it was true you'd be a fool.

I am not your's or anyone's at that,

Here and there I am a wanderer.

Love will never come my way that's fact.

 

Love me tonight I wont be here tomorrow.

I might leave you a rose but nothing more.

This was never headed in any direction.

You're not in my future, maybe just a score.

 

Sorry if I hurt you,

I don't seem to really care.

I leave and you're surprised?

HA! I find that rare.

 

Thought you'd be happy to get some of me,

This wouldn't last a week,

I won't remember you ever,

Your name I will never speak.

 

I've forgotten you already,

You must have been no good, 

But even at that

you'd think I would.

 

I'm off to the next state.

This must be my game,

For nothing and no one,

will I take you're depressions blame.

 

So f**k what you beleive in,

I never intended to make you love.

Forget about what I said haha,

What I was talking is called drunk!!

 

 

 

© 2008 Ignorance Was Bliss Everything Was Free


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"To beleive it was true you'd be a fool.
I am not your's or anyone's at that,
Here and there I am a wanderer.
Love will never come my way that's fact.

Love me tonight I wont be here tomorrow.
I might leave you a rose but nothing more.
This was never headed in any direction.
You're not in my future, maybe just a score."

I adore those lines... this whole poem is so painful, I can imagine finding it scrawled on note book paper left to find the next morning...
You really just grabbed me and pulled me through this feeling of... I don't know. But either way, this is fantastic.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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"To beleive it was true you'd be a fool.
I am not your's or anyone's at that,
Here and there I am a wanderer.
Love will never come my way that's fact.

Love me tonight I wont be here tomorrow.
I might leave you a rose but nothing more.
This was never headed in any direction.
You're not in my future, maybe just a score."

I adore those lines... this whole poem is so painful, I can imagine finding it scrawled on note book paper left to find the next morning...
You really just grabbed me and pulled me through this feeling of... I don't know. But either way, this is fantastic.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Ignorance Was Bliss Everything Was Free
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