Je t’aime Beaucoup Mon Amour...

sometimes i get happy... sometimes i get sad...

today i'm all jolly... tomorrow i'm just mad...

i don’t know why i feel like this... i'm scared to even fathom...

maybe i should ask myself this question... “ why does it hurt so bad ? ”

i psyche myself out with so many stupid things...

silly stupid things that really shouldn’t even matter...

but i now wonder about this silly little stupid thing...

like why my fragile heart just seems so shattered?...

last night i had enough... this morning i'm back for more...

 i said i would count to “three”... but i'm still counting at “four”...

i don’t know what i'm saying & i don’t know what i'm doing...

but i know this for sure... Je t’aime beaucoup mon amour...

Author's Note

please excuse my french... but google translate always helps me out :-)

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

what we think is stupid is often not...we feel stupid because we won't give up even when we know better.

but looking at it another way, we gave it our best shot...i've done that...and then walked away knowing i had given the relationship all i could...

the confusion is real...we don't make it up...and it moves us around and around and turns us upside down.

[N!LoC]

thank you so much for your kind words or wisdom... i will take them to heart ...

[River Page]

I love the French at the end. Its a badass language. Pardon my French. Anyway, I like the 3,4 thing and I think the poem is really cute and honest and all that wonderful stuff. My only issue is capitalization. But I'm just OCD like that.

[N!LoC]

lol !!! hahah thats my thing... i never waste time on capitalization :-) thanks for reading river !

[Nikki Hughes]

Better than earlier poems you wrote. You have started putting more emotion into your writing and I feel you have done a great job with incorporating more emotion into them. Keep up the good work! :)

[N!LoC]

Yeah.. I have to give credit to my source of inspiration for helping me pour out feelings and emotions unapologetically ... Thanks for your constructive review ! I appreciate it :-)

[Nikki Hughes]

No problem.

[GlacialStars]

Ah o= Great! I love the use of French ( which is stereotypically the language of love, although I as a speaker of French does not share that point of view) the language change enhances the effect of this controversiality you express in your poem. How you want this all to end but at the same time you wish it could last, how you hate the person but at the same time you love them. I liked the verse when you say you count to3 but you find yourself counting to 4, as if you are still hesitating because once you pull the trigger and kill the relationship there may be no revival. A passionate blend of an inner battle, confusion and love. Only French can bring in these aspects in a melodious harmony, for it itself is confusing. Your French, as you poem, is great by the way. Keep writing dear friend and we need to get back in touch xD

[N!LoC]

oh my glacial stars... thats one hell of a review.... its like u are some sorta professional reviewer or something ! lol ! and yes... that is also my fav verse of the poem... im always a firm believer in holding on to something worth your while .... :-)

[GlacialStars]

O.o professional reviewer? Thanks! A good poem always makes the review equally awesome its only a matter of principle xD

[Deron Alexis]

lol french is the language of love and word slurs and drool XD but all that comes with love and alcohol I guess very great poem it made me feel what was going on what was felt and that my friend is the relationship a poem and reader should have well written

[N!LoC]

merci merci !!! im glad that my writing has the ability to make you " feel"
:-)

[C.C. Marx]

Love *snorts* Iove makes people stupid, desperate, crazy, angry, emotional, happy, confused, etc. etc. One moment your head over heels, obsessed with love and the next your wondering why people even love at all. Nice piece :)

[N!LoC]

:-) :-( :-p :-/ T T

[C.C. Marx]

Exactly hahaha

[KAOlmsted]

Love makes us stupid. Period the end. It's nothing more, nothing less...stupid. ;-) Seriously, though, I can sense the frustration and the confusion in this piece...still counting at four--really good stuff there, because it's like that sometimes, isn't it? It's like, three, three and a quarter, three and a half...okay, I'll give you to five *laugh* But in my experience, those are the men I want most, the ones who make me count to five. *sigh* B******s. Anyway, I digress ;-) This is a really great emotional spew, and I thank you for sharing it with us.

[N!LoC]

hahahah... the whole 3 and 4 thingy was such a funny moment when it came to my head... and i thought... "oooo its actually really nice!!!"... my fav line in the poem.... :-)

[KAOlmsted]

Mine too ;-)

[Serenity Faith]

Your french seems to be spot on actually. J'ai beaucoup aime cette piece! I only know a bit of basic french from what I learned in highschool xD so yay for google translate and the best French teacher ever Mr. Manning! I really liked how you mixed in all the confusion love can bring. A wonderful write ^_^

[N!LoC]

i know right??? i was actually in a semi frustrated / confused state of mind when i got inspired to write this... merci beaucoup for your review :-)