If you took the time
to individually count
every single drop
of cold, salty water
in the vast ocean
you might finally have
a number equal to
all the times
I’ve thought about you.
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The Perfect Love Story
Someone asked me today
to describe the perfect love story
but the truth is you can’t.
There is no such thing.
Love is messy.
Love is unique.
Love is all over the place.
One story that may speak to me,
may speak differently to you
because we don’t have the same heart.
And the things I have felt
in my 21 years of experience
cannot ever be fully captured in words
no matter how hard I may try.
The truth is love is its own language
and it writes it’s own stories
that are intended for small, intimate audiences
and it’s not up to me to put it into words.
I cannot capture the full meaning
behind a smile’s joy
or certain looks given
or even laughs shared.
I cannot only feel the perfect love story
and hope people can catch a small glimpse
of it through my eyes
as I try to live the story.
Love is not a perfect story to be told.
Love is a life to live to it’s fullest.
You
I
can’t
breathe
when you look at me.
I
forget
words
when I see you.
I
feel
consumed
when you smile at me.
I
am
giddy
thinking of you.
A Love Poem
I want to write a love poem,
but that requires not only someone to write about,
but someone to love.
And while I’m sure if I took a moment
and gave it some thought,
I could find someone to write a poem about
because it doesn’t take much for me to love someone.
I have a lot of love to share with the world
and if you’re important in my life,
I probably love you.
Family, friends, students.
If I can put your name to your face,
the odds are I love you.\
The problem is it takes something more
then just me loving someone
to write a good love poem.
Lovee poems need a certain magic
that only comes from being loved back.
A love poem is not nearly as heartfelt
as when there is a sense of an unbreakable bond.
At this time, the only unconditional love
that meets this condition in my life
is my dog.
And she can’t read sooooooo…
no love poems today.
Unrequited
When I was younger,
many years ago,
I found a perfect boy
and I was delighted.
But now here I am,
many years later,
crying over a love
that is unrequited.
If You Could Have One Thing
“If you could have one thing
in the whole wide world,
what would it be?
Some people will say wealth.
Some people might say happiness.
Some others might say love,
while others want their dreams.
But for me, if I could
have one thing out of the
billions of choices at hand,
I would choose you because
then I could have it all.
My dreams would come true.
I could finally feel love
and experience happiness
that would make me feel
like the wealthiest girl
to ever exist.
But I can’t have you.
It’s just a silly game
and a stupid question.
I can’t have what I want
most of all because
you’d have to want me too.
Quite Simple
It doesn’t take much
to make my heart skip a beat.
It is quite simple
to sweep me off my feet.
It’s the little things
that put a smile on my face.
It feels me with love
that sadness can’t replace.
One-Way Street
I’m tired of being alone,
but I’m also tired of trying.
Why am I the only one?
Why is this a one-way street?
It feels like when I reach out,
people step away from me.
Friends make excuses,
dates cancel plans,
and family tells me to go away.
I’m never enough,
no matter my intentions.
Why aren’t I good enough?
What do I have to do
to get some love around here?
SHouldn’t everyone be loved?
Why am I the exception?
I Shouldn’t Have Done It
I know I shouldn’t have done it,
but it was so easy. It just felt right.
How could I stop myself from sliding
into something that felt so natural?
Love had me in it’s grips
and there is no escaping.
One look from you and I knew.
I knew that I was powerless.
I knew I would succumb to you.
I knew that you were the one.
But I didn’t know how much it would hurt.
I didn’t know how it would kill me
to realize you’d never feel the same.
I didn’t know it would take over my life.
Why did I have to fall in love
with someone who could never love me?
You broke me and I’ll never be the same.
Why Don’t You Love Me?
Why don’t you love me?
I’ve done everything you’e asked of me.
I’ve spent years adapting myself
to be someone you could be proud of.
I work hard to be what you want
but why aren’t I good enough?
What am I doing wrong?
Why don’t I deserve your love?
Please tell me. I just can’t take it.
I need an answer. I’m tired of crying.
I know I’m not perfect
yet I always strive to be
for you, not myself.
I want you to look at me .
I want you to see me,
the person in front of you,
as someone you want to be close to.
But no matter who tells you
to open your eyes and see
what me for what I am,
you always choose to look away.
Why? Wy is so hard to aapreciate me.
I just don’t understand.
Why don’t you love me.
