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Elizabeth Frost
Poems
Aug 2013
*Reality's a Lovely Place, But I Wouldn't Wanna Live There*
My heart wants to break in two.
My search seems hopeless.
Why must life go on like this?
Shall I ever find true love?
Forever alone.
I do not want life like this.
What kind of love shall I find?
Friend love? True love? Love?
Where shall I look for this love?
Is love in a treasure chest?
How about a vase?
Maybe the love is not here.
A man, a beautiful man,
What is love really?
Is love a beautiful man?
If I do not know love, then,
How shall I find it?
How is love supposed to feel?
Butterflies in my stomach?
Too shy to speak words?
Rosie red cheeks when he smiles?
That is the love I dream of.
A beautiful man.
Why can't this sweet dream come true?
I can imagine him now,
Soft enough to hug,
Warm enough to cuddle with.
Why is he still in my head?
Why do I believe?
My love shall never be real.
I need to stop while I can.
Dreams out the window.
Now back to reality.
*this is an old poem I wrote last year*
Written by
Elizabeth Frost
23/F
(23/F)
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