As I look back,
I see...
my innocence.
I see how nieve I was.
I thought I knew heartbreak.
I thought I knew love.
It wasn't until I found love,
my first real love.
Now I know.
Pain.
Loneliness.
Depression.
Anxiety.
Now I know.
It is because of him
that I now know the power of love.
Love is the most amazing thing of all.
The pain comes from losing it and/or trying to find it.
Find love in everything you do.
For if you do,
you are truly living.
May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 1:48 AM UTC
As I look back,
I see...
my innocence.
I see how nieve I was.
I thought I knew heartbreak.
I thought I knew love.
It wasn't until I found love,
my first real love.
Now I know.
Pain.
Loneliness.
Depression.
Anxiety.
Now I know.
It is because of him
that I now know the power of love.
Love is the most amazing thing of all.
The pain comes from losing it and/or trying to find it.
Find love in everything you do.
For if you do,
you are truly living.
Looking through old poems from high school... life got real and hard in college. Time for moving on.
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