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The confusion of love

Contributed by solnubis on Thursday, 12th August 2004 @ 09:09:58 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

Why do we have to hurt when we are in love?
The feeling is so overbearing at times.
You feel like you can’t be into your own skin,
that it’s so difficult to breathe.
I want to rip my heart out and not feel the pain.
I can feel my eyes become teary,
and my throat start to swell up and hurt.
I don’t want to feel this agonizing feeling.
It feels like I am going to lose control,
In which I won’t be able to deal with the sensation
of not being able to compose myself.
I don’t want to feel.
I don’t want to realize that it was my entire fault.
I don’t want to realize that I was really
to blame for the things that happened.
I hate showing my feelings it’s a sign of weakness.
I have to be strong and not feel.
I can’t let no one too close to me they would hurt me and
I wouldn’t be able to keep myself safe.
I have to keep on guard and make sure I can’t be tricked
into something I don’t want to do.
Love stinks, it’s a lie.
I don’t think anyone loves nobody, without a price to pay.
To get love, you would have to owe something in return.
I don’t have anything to give.
It hurts so much that sometimes I just want to disappear.
Love is portrayed in our society as how you look,
the pretty features, and the fake boobs.
Today love is defined as to; how much plastic you carry on you skin.
I guess I don’t know what love is, only time will tell.

Copyright Â© solnubis ... [ 2004-08-12 09:09:58]
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Re: The confusion of love (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Thursday, 12th August 2004 @ 09:34:41 AM AEST
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It is time that reveals love to us.
No life is perfect...no relationship written in the stars.
There is so much truth in your work. Real love is about a lifetime of devotion and dedication, but we are fed the fake stuff so much the real becomes hard to recognize.
I hope the real thing finds you.
Stitch

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