Love is an acceptable form of insanity Unrequited love is an acceptable form of rejection It’s the constant feeling of uncertainty Falling upon false impressions From over-read simple conversations We sit here and wonder, cry, and complain Listen to overrated love songs about heartache (Or avoid them completely) Because they seem to fit the …
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If life were another movie cliché I’d be the girl you’d sweep away But the problem here is that we’re in reality That’s just the bitter truth I don’t want to know And I won’t find you with a guitar singing outside my window Or holding up a boom box over your head at midnight …
Oh someone save me from myself Help me from falling into this It would only be temporary bliss And yet I’ve been stricken a love sick fool They are all singing ALL HAIL THE FOOL! But my heart does not care it yearns Calls out in joy and never learns His voice makes it …
I pictured meeting him so many times before, and almost every one of them I’m smiling like an idiot and talk like there is no tomorrow but he finds it entertaining and cute enough to keep up an actual conversation. I imagine it however my gut tells me it won’t happen like that, I’ll just …
My love for you… my dear and wonderful. The one who leaves me wonderstruck to this day. The one who enchants my heart. You’ll never know how much you mean to me, how I can never really mean much to you. So if I can ever tell you what my heart and mind ties together …
I wrote another set of poems, except this time about just 1 person. I call him Mr. Skinny Jeans, it sounds like a country song to be honest. If Romeo talks about love that I almost had, Skinny Jeans its about the love I never had and never will. I keep thinking of words to …
I hate putting myself in the position to break, its hard to fall when you’re only knee deep in. I’m just chasing fools gold, Thinking I’ll be getting somewhere, I’m just going in circles Thinking something is going to change It’s hard enough to let go It isn’t something you need to know How much …
Let’s take a break from Romeo because at the moment I don’t feel so lovey dovey, instead I share to all of you a poem about how pressure can crack innocence. There are moments when I feel the only safe place I can be is inside my own self but even I can’t get rid …
Dear Juliet