Lovesick

Lovesick

A Poem by aLonelyPoet
"

a bliss, does it ever end?

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Hands intertwined,bodies close together, breath on each other's lips. These have been my last four days of bliss. I've melted into someone else and felt weird feelings that have never made themselves present. I've become happy, not artificially happy, it wasn't forced onto me by medicines. He can make me smile without a chemical combination. As I told him, " we are like magnets, our strong need to be together pulls us together." We are like fireflies in the darkness, using lights to navigate towards each other. The best part is we don't feel like we need to hide ourselves from each other, we don't need to hide our true personality. We are two goofy goobers we make silly jokes and watch the other's face light up with laughter at the stupid joke. His love has become my drug to the point of if i don't see his enough i will go through withdrawal. He is my other half. I've probably quoted this before but Shane Koyczan has a quote i love "Inside a black holetime stops altogether. Whether or not this theory will ever be proved, I'm moved to believe this would be the perfect place to love someone" I would love to take him to a black hole, so we can love as long as we want.

© 2016 aLonelyPoet


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aLonelyPoet
sorry i though maybe a happy sappy love poem would brighten up my page

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Love this poem Tim. Good job man😊👍👍👍

Posted 8 Years Ago


True love is authentic and not artificial. I became someone else, strong statement. Using our light to gravitate toward each other, strong. Great writing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Added on August 27, 2016
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