You choose a partner to grow old,
prepare vows to keep them with you,
battle every day to raise offspring,
all, so you wouldn't have solitude.

And Love???

You love a person to see them happy,
to be understood and cared for,
do the same for them whatsoever,
even if there isn't a promise to stay.

These words are for me,
For I'm the one who's hurting,
I'm just healing myself.

sometimes, i wonder
if you’ve ever visited hello poetry,
looked up my username, daisy,
just to check if there’s for you recently

you’re the only person
who knows about it, anyway.

Poetry has to rhyme
No it doesn’t
That lie is just a crime
It’s meant to fixate
To inflate
The curious mind
The literate kind
Words in a verse
The gold in the purse
Of a creative person

Poetry has to rhyme
No it doesn’t
Your wrong this time
Its meant to uplift
To drift
Into a person thoughts
A charm of sorts
Letters in a line
All beautiful and fine
To read everyday