winter like love

Maybe I wasn’t destined to love
Or maybe love just wasn’t destined for me
I look at lovers laughing in the park
And down at the dark heart that tore me
At those who came before me who tasted love
And that glory that’s found only in victory
But I feel like I’m only destined for defeat
And I constantly question walking on with these torn feet
I use to think there is someone for everyone
But I don’t know if anyone was born for me
How am I supposed to open up to find love?
When everyone is just an actress performing
So I would rather have a life of solitude than hurt or be hurt
And risk leaving this heart open to another storming
I would rather sleep alone through the harshest of weather
Than to face waking up having “fallen out of love” in the morning
Why didn’t they tell me love would be so cold?
Instead it crept up on me without warning
And another girl tries to love me for me
Convinced that she will be the heat to my heart’s warming
So I am tempted to try each time to reach deep inside
And to put aside a broken heart’s mourning
But then I question each action and motive like it’s a roped net
And I’m just waiting for that one torn string
To point out that the smallest defect
Can’t hold us up like an abnormally formed airborne wing
Would you fly on that jet risking having to eject
Knowing there was a problem in its basic forming?
So I constantly choose to not fly towards hope
But to sit quietly on the shore because it’s far more assuring
Loneliness for me has become far safer than suffering the pain of deceit
And it’s more comfortable to just risk not knowing

But if I’m so convinced love is nothing but cold
Why can I feel my longing growing?
The one that despite the bitter wind’s blowing
Wants me to run barefoot towards love even when it’s snowing…

Reviews

[Moonflower]

I use to think there is someone for everyone
But I don’t know if anyone was born for me

These lines struck me hard, very well done. A beautifully painful piece. I enjoyed this

[Kelley Quinn]

This was amazing.
Beyond amazing.
Spectacular.
I am literally out of words to describe this.
This is one of those pieces that you sit back from reading and you're like "wow."
Perfection, this is.
Don't ever change any of the wording or anything.
The flow and the clutterness/ish of it is what makes it what it is.
Truly and honestly, great job. Great skill.
Keep writing, keep it alive. dont ever be discouraged

[Christie Moses]

oh this........! you know me and love lol This one just speaks so clearly to me. The emotions, and the twists and turns. The agony of loving and not being loved in return or being loved and not loving enough back. Aarrr yet....through all the ups and downs and miseries we still find ourselves still searching, still seeking that half that makes us whole. Like pessimistic optimists ;))
Those last four lines are absolutely amazing......They all are, but those particular ones sum things up so well. They make you want to go back through and read it all over again. Terrific write S.