Ah Love, Love, … Love, Love, Love, Love, Love.
What is it with Love
That makes me
then breaks me?
When in love
Do I truly love?
Is it really love
Or do I think that I love?
Maybe I just love being in love
Or love the idea of being in love?
I spent my whole life chasing love.
In the end the one thing I truly love
Could just be the meir pursuit of love.
Author's Note: ‘meir’ in hebrew (m’r) means 'that which burns brightly, that which illuminates'.
This poem was Inspired by the viewing of Satoshi Kon's ‘Millenium Actress’.
Im jealous of every guy who has ever
ReplyDeletehugged you, because for that one moment
they held my entire world
tears are like kisses,
the only real ones are the ones you
cant hold back never make someone your
everything, because when they are gone
you have nothing. You will never know
true pain until you look into the eyes
of someone you love, and they look away
The scars are nothing compared to the
pain that put them there goodbye is only
painful when you know you can never
say hello again How can you learn from
your mistakes when mistakes are all
you've ever made What's the point in
living when the ones you love the
most refuse to love you break my heart
and tell me lies, because eventually
every heart dies..
this is love.