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Pamela Apr 2020
What happens to love unrequited?
Does it go back to the lover?
Or does it find another target?
Does it dissolve in the pool of tears shed?
Or does it stay in the heart and weigh it down?

What happens to love untold?
Does it stay in the silence of its own being?
Or in the many little gestures?
Does it find peace in the saddest of melodies..

What happens to love denied?
What happens to love destroyed?
Does it stay in the injustice of it?

Is love all-knowing?
Or is it an ignorant fool?
Is it a product of vulnerability, or maybe the cause itself?
Is it the stairwell to heaven or hell?
Is love overdosed, like *******?
Does it overshadow real pain?
Does love even exist?
Or is it a phantom of your dreams?
Is falling in love the vertigo 'dizzy' ?
Or the comfort 'fuzzy'?
Is the promise of love an eternal lie?
Maybe love is just that - a million unanswered questions, a thousand gazes unmet....
This poem is a result of my musings and curiosity about what love is, when it is one-sided. This poem is a conclusion.
Tiana Jan 2020
I love to fall asleep.
Why?
Because only then can I dream the most beautiful dreams.
I can dream of you.
You are beside of me
and holding me
and I am save from all the demons in my head.
You protect me
and my Heart is warm.
I wish I can dream forever
And Never wake up.
I love to dream.
Because you are there with me.
In reality you are miles way
and you don't love me like you do in my dream.
So I prefer to sleep forever like aurora
And maybe one day you'll kiss me in reality
and wake me up.
grey Jun 2018
its the sudden denseness in the air ; erratic change of breathing ; the struck of dizziness ; vigilance pumping through your veins ; wholesome fear toppling onto you as it hushes you to be utterly still, do not make a sound. Avoid his heavy gaze meeting yours, avoid it. Do not stare back at heartbreak.
Cup Noodles Jan 2017
You see..
it's kinda like dodge ball
but you can't throw back
Jessica Oct 2014
love is literally doing the unexpected
its when youve lived your whole life trying to avoid that one thing
but once you fall, that thing youve avoided all this time becomes your favorite
love is when his flaws are blessing
and his smile is everything you need
love is when he walks by and you take a deep breath;
because youre smelling his perfume for sure
and trying to catch your breath because he gave you a mini heart attack
love is getting addicted to horoscopes
you just check his horoscope everyday just to make sure hes ok
and sometimes yours to see if there will ever be a chance or so
love is gazing all day
thinking of him
of his hair
and that beard, breath taking beard
craving to touch his beard, the beard of a patient man,
love is loving his smile
that smile they mentioned in songs and fairytails
the smile your mom described when you were 4, and told you its prince charming's smile
the smile youve dreamed of
and now its finally true, you can see it
that smile when he finally smiles you look up and it feels like the whole world literally froze
you forget about every person around you
and all you can see is that smile
its the smile of that brave man, with a beard, hiding a small child inside
well both of them, the man and the child inside, have stolen your attention ever since you met them
ever since you fell for them
ever since theyve been the only thing on your mind
and in your heart
and all your life
its like your whole world is about that man and the child inside him
you see whats right through him,
you cry cause you know that hes crying inside
and you fall apart when your shoulders touch as he walks beside
and you pray for a small conversation between you two
and you spend nights and nights thinking about the small sentence he told you
and every time you have an eye contact it takes you an hour to calm yourself
and his voice makes your heart skip a beat
but you enjoy
you enjoy every second of it
even though hes not yours and you may never be
even though hes far and youll never meet
you still enjoy having him in your life
and loving him every second of your life
you enjoy dreaming of him, thinking of him, looking at him, waiting for him to notice you
Its torture
Its pain
Its love
Its insane
Youll   love with all your heart
Youll get hurt
And youll smile
Youll feel pleasure
And cry
Youll deny at times and confess  at times
It'll be a crazy ride
Its love

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