"lovefool" poems
Quick break-up Senryus.
Pick one to quickly, cut that
relationship cord:
I'm sorry, What'd you say?
I can't hear you (confused look)
- we’re breaking up.
You’re the guy that
every girl at our school wants
- it's their lucky day.
It's time that we took
our relationship to the
previous level.
I still cherish the
initial misconceptions
I had about you.
.
.
Songs for this:
Love on the Rocks by Lizzie Mintz
Lovefool by The Cardigans
Nothing Can Stop Us by Saint Etienne
Forever by X-Cetra
Sep 5, 2025
Sep 5, 2025 at 9:54 PM UTC
my definition of epic would be this:
you + me = epic.
that's all there to it.
you with the addition of me
is the recipe of everything epic.
in combination of my episodes
and your sic flow of rhymes
i think we would have a grand ol' time
my face is compatible with yours
especially when pressed close together
i'd be shameless to persuade you
into thinking we could both die
if we don't hold hands everyday
all it would take is leaving subtle hints
like scream the song lovefool til i turn blue
look man, all i want to say is
it would be great...more than great
possibly the greatest thing we ever did
in the small spec of our existences...
might as well make it epic.
Oct 3, 2010
Oct 3, 2010 at 6:52 PM UTC
The clouds around me gather
as I collect my thoughts about what I think is real or not.
The fear takes over in the blue sky of my mind
and my heart sinks deeply into the abyss of my chest
and I wonder how many lives have you had before we met
and how many lives will you have after me.
The ocean of my heart is deep and waning
and I have no way to navigate it without
the ideas of what I think I know already
and it is of no help because
without the smell of you I have no way to remember
if you were real.
Sometimes I sit here confused
and strained
and all I want is to have a cigarette like someone who has a real thought would need to compose their real thoughts
and look smart about it but but but but..
disappointment surges in again
and again like a cruel joke
and it makes me wonder if the decisions I make about my life
and the choices I choose are really the ones that I need
when clearly they aren’t.
You were a choice as well.
Every conversation was a choice
and you also were a casualty.
We were a casualty
and I let us die
foolishly.
May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 1:07 PM UTC
The fact that you are gone
Is something nothing else can fill
I still find your hair
On everything
Nothing seems as fun
As it used to
Sharing that experience with you
You made everything more vivid
And for that
I will always miss you
Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC