To tell you the truth I don't really know how I feel
I lust after them yet I love you
I love you with all my heart
Though love is a totally different matter
and that's where the fantasy comes in
Depressing really
You'd probably be shocked if I told you all this in person
Yet as it is only fantasy that is neither here nor there
Maybe you'd laugh.
Yes I have a sneaking suspicion you'd laugh
Make a mockery of me why don't you
Laugh the night away
It's all one giant cliché
Maybe its the fact that you won't love me back
That attracts me to you
I am a pursuer of false hope.
Its time once again to laugh the night away
Knowing I'll never be with you
Laugh in lament for the beauty that could have been
Laugh in stupor forgetting how you feel
Laugh at my sad little life that will never be complete without love
or Blood
I am the one who's laughing
Laugh with me
The prose of your poem drips with emotion. You did an excellent job of capturing the mood and the feelings you intended, at least what I believe you intended. It's true that love is not fair. And trust me, no one knows better than I do that it sucks... plain and simple, just sucks. I'm doing my best not to become bitter about the unfairness of love though. It seems that when I see these happy little couples smiling and kissing and laughing in public, I hate them. A deep part of me hates them for having something that I want so desperately. It makes me even hate myself for hating innocent people that are just living their dreams, my dream. But what can you do? You did a great job, and I enjoyed reading you poem. As always, take care, and thanks for sharing. =o)