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jake-2
If love be a drug then I have been abstinent; Refrained. I've been nervous, timid, uneasy, and afraid To feel Cupid's euphoria ecstasy coursing through my veins. If love be a drug, I must've not found the right dealer. One that will point me to my Aphrodite and teach me how to keep her.
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Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 11:35 PM UTC
Love Sober
I am all loved out. Not that I have loved too much, just that I have taken all the good from me and left nothing for anyone to love. I have neglected what love means, and my vision of it has been skewed in a way that makes me now cringe. Lately I have wondered if I will find love, or if love will ever return from the darkness I chased it into years ago. It's not so much that I am upset because I can't find someone to love... as it is the fact that I don't think I deserve to have someone else's love.
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Feb 23, 2013
Feb 23, 2013 at 1:03 PM UTC
How Love Appears