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i dont like to ryme for some reason lol but here is one thing i wrote:
-LOVE vs. LOVE-
Have you ever loved?
Have you ever hated?
Have you ever thought about where these humane things came from?
Well I don’t know if I’m the only one that thinks of what they are…
But love can mean two things.
I have loved.
I have always loved some things, and others I grew on too
But one thing is sure of what I’ve learned
There is a difference between loving…. and being in love.
I have never been in love
I will wait until the end of the line to fall in love with the perfect someone.
Though I know I am still an adolescent and a minor
I feel like a part of me is missing.
Nothing, even things I love, can fill the side of me that’s lost
So I wait until I can move on from only loving to being in love
What I know about being in love is harsh.
I have heard many things, and this is how I perceive it.
Being in love is like being in the middle of a bubble
That bubble you think will save you for the rest of your life
You lean on that bubble and don’t even pay attention to the world outside of it
I’ve heard that when in that bubble, you feel like everything is lifted off of you
And that’s why I know I have yet to fall in love.
But I also know that usually that bubble starts to rub off
Like an old pair of converse that you’ve just worn out
That bubble starts to shrink and you feel tense and confused
Like you don’t know what’s wrong… you start to feel that other person slowly move out of the air.
And then you feel alone.
That person you were in love with, in the bubble with, has fallen out
So you’re scared and alone, yet still thinking you are in love with them
See, people always make mistakes about being in love.
They think that being hurt, mistreated, or even ignored is love
Just because maybe it’s a phase, or maybe it’s a lesson
But its not.
Being in love is supposed to get you away from all those feelings that make you blue
Being in that bubble is supposed to feel like you’re not the one looking at the sky thinking how small you are to the world.
I honestly don’t know how I know this
Because I have never felt like everything in my life will all be okay.
But maybe I know all this… just because I love.
Maybe just loving is okay
Maybe we can all be content and happy with waiting for someone to just love back
And meanwhile, we love as much as we can
Because to love is better to not have loved at all
And as hard as it is, I think we should all love to hate
For without hate, there would be no such thing as that four letter word we all look for
Love.
does it make sense? someone said one of my poems didnt really make sence before i think...
-LOVE vs. LOVE-
Have you ever loved?
Have you ever hated?
Have you ever thought about where these humane things came from?
Well I don’t know if I’m the only one that thinks of what they are…
But love can mean two things.
I have loved.
I have always loved some things, and others I grew on too
But one thing is sure of what I’ve learned
There is a difference between loving…. and being in love.
I have never been in love
I will wait until the end of the line to fall in love with the perfect someone.
Though I know I am still an adolescent and a minor
I feel like a part of me is missing.
Nothing, even things I love, can fill the side of me that’s lost
So I wait until I can move on from only loving to being in love
What I know about being in love is harsh.
I have heard many things, and this is how I perceive it.
Being in love is like being in the middle of a bubble
That bubble you think will save you for the rest of your life
You lean on that bubble and don’t even pay attention to the world outside of it
I’ve heard that when in that bubble, you feel like everything is lifted off of you
And that’s why I know I have yet to fall in love.
But I also know that usually that bubble starts to rub off
Like an old pair of converse that you’ve just worn out
That bubble starts to shrink and you feel tense and confused
Like you don’t know what’s wrong… you start to feel that other person slowly move out of the air.
And then you feel alone.
That person you were in love with, in the bubble with, has fallen out
So you’re scared and alone, yet still thinking you are in love with them
See, people always make mistakes about being in love.
They think that being hurt, mistreated, or even ignored is love
Just because maybe it’s a phase, or maybe it’s a lesson
But its not.
Being in love is supposed to get you away from all those feelings that make you blue
Being in that bubble is supposed to feel like you’re not the one looking at the sky thinking how small you are to the world.
I honestly don’t know how I know this
Because I have never felt like everything in my life will all be okay.
But maybe I know all this… just because I love.
Maybe just loving is okay
Maybe we can all be content and happy with waiting for someone to just love back
And meanwhile, we love as much as we can
Because to love is better to not have loved at all
And as hard as it is, I think we should all love to hate
For without hate, there would be no such thing as that four letter word we all look for
Love.
does it make sense? someone said one of my poems didnt really make sence before i think...