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Love is true
love is comfort that kisses you goodnight
love is a betrayer that betrays you every time
Love is the ultimate power that keeps you strong and together
Love is  something u can't say but express with your heart
Love is something that can never be bought
Do you know what love is not
A Hater
I used to think my looks were less than stellar
like people think Im something that dwells in the cellar
I used to hate my body because it attracted nobody
I used to hate my face because I felt like a disgrace  
It felt like fate and god did I hate
I felt like a loser because I couldn’t loose her
I felt so weak I couldn’t stand on my feet
I used to believe all that they speak
I used to feel so alone when I sleep
I was tired of life I gave it a thought
I was tired of living Id fought my fight
I had seen the light that was unbelievably bright
my anxiety melted away and for once didn’t return the next day
my head held high it was my time to fly
I sprouted wings just to give it a try
Ive lost the one I thought I loved
Ive never felt more at piece
I’ve never been so happy
to see
someone is
in true love with
me
Do you know what today is?
     Today is the two year anniversary
          Of when I began to confide in you
               On a late night drive back from Barnes & Noble
                    You wanted to buy me dinner
                         So by the light of your dashboard
                              I was forced to explain --
                                   I chose to tell you --
                                        That I had a problem and couldn't eat
                                             And you told me that I'd be okay
                                                  Which I later was
                                                       Up until the day you cut me out
I love you.
I miss you.
Silences stretch
between us
like bridges that
we'll never
cross
Perfection is such an ugly concept.
Fortunately,
Beauty and flawlessness
are not synonyms.
Society twisted its definition though.
Into something hideous.
Something unattainable.
It's meaning has gotten tangled in the words
and lost in our worlds demented web of lies.
Pretty shouldn't have a size
and I'll be the first admit despite my shame
I'm guilty of thinking that
sometimes
before I catch myself
and remind myself
Beauty is not tangible
or even explainable
Beauty
one of the few words
that are not words
but concepts
and one of the few concepts
that are left undefinable.
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