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 Jul 2013 Name
Tori Hart
Do not let anybody tell you
That your Love is not real.
Do not let anybody say
That just because you make
Passionate Love everyday
Instead of laugh and play
Video games
That your Love is not valid.
Do not listen to those that
Criticize
Your Love language and
Alibis;
Their Love is not Your Love.
They have no right
To say that you two must never
Fight
In order to truly be in Love.
It does not matter
How many laughs you have had
Or kisses you have shared
In order to signify how much
You two truly care.
Love is not a
Dictionary definition.
And no two Loves
Are similar.
If you two have
Laughed together
Cried together
Smiled together
Held each other
Even fought with one another
And still
Through each of your
Highest points
And lowest points
You both fight to be together
Then that is Love.
If you both see
That together
You are worth it
Together you are Strong
Together you build each other up
Together you are One
And no one is getting hurt
Or taken advantage of
Then that is Love.
The rest
Are just beautiful and intricate
Details.
Do not let anybody
Try to tell you differently.
I wrote this in response to people saying things like, "People in Love never fight," or "Those who Love each other, do not need to succumb to physical pressure to prove that," or "You both have not had ***, so you do not Love each other."

No one has a right to judge somebody else's Love. Each and every Love between two people is different, and it can never be defined. Love should be celebrated and accepted, not teared down and put into a box.

Thank you.
A knife to the heart,
a gun against my head,
your love has me,
better off dead.

Torn out of love,
thrown to the ground,
told to plea and beg,
while you tossed my heart around.

I question your love,
I question your faith,
as you consume my heart whole,
how does it taste?

You can throw me down,
you can tear me apart,
but that heart will keep beating,
that heart will not stop.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
 Jul 2013 Name
imadeitallup
she called me in a panic
begged for me to answer
So I did...
And we sat in silence
oh, I remember that
crazy free fall feeling
just waitin' to hit the bottom
and I seem to recall
the worst part of it all
when you spit in my face
told me I'd been replaced
all I wanted..
was to feel something
but you never let me.

now you love me
now you're sorry
now you finally see
now you want me
I'm sorry but I
-I feel nothing

she said "c'mon
take a chance on me"
well, I did...
and it cost me everything
even if I wanted to
I've got nothing left to give you
and I seem to recall
that you "never loved me at all"
what's wrong with you?
that just can't be true
all I wanted...
was to feel something
but you told me to forget it

now you love me
now you're sorry
now you finally see
now you want me
I'm sorry but I
-I feel nothing
 Jul 2013 Name
Tori Hart
I want You to read me like I am
Your Favorite Book.
Gently stroke my spine and caress me with a hint of a smile
Lightly flip through my pages,
Playfully rubbing them between Your fingertips
Read my title with anticipation
Skim my back cover to undertand my "big picture"
Wonder how I see the world.

Then grab a highlighter
Or a pen
And dive into my first chapter
and tear Me apart
Highlight your favorite lines
Note your reactions in My margins
Laugh when I say something funny
Cry when the world tears me apart
Never put me down
Get frustrated with Me
Throw Me across the room
before your done
but follow me until
The End.
 Jul 2013 Name
Tori Hart
Someday you will find someone
Who will not know your secrets.

Someone who will create secrets about you
Of their own
Someone who will know when and why
Your eyes change color
Someone who knows that your voice raises an octave
When you get excited
Someone who kisses each wrinkle on your face
When you smile
Someone who uncovers your most ticklish spots
And doesn't abuse the knowledge too badly
Someone who loves the smell of your skin
Without perfure
Someone who wakes up just a few minutes before you do
To hear the gentle song of your snores
Someone who delights in each expression you make
     The small waves on your forehead when you are confused
     The gentle sparkle in your eyes when you are curious
     The ripples of your lips when you are overjoyed
     The musical quality of when you are laughing.

This person will fall in love with you
But not because of what you say
But for what you do not say
This person will love your secrets so deep and pure
That you do not know they even exist
And these secrets will never end
This person will delight in learning new nooks and crannies
Of you
Everyday.

And the greatest part is
You will fall in love with their hidden secrets, too.

— The End —