I know love isn't real.
Just chemicals in my mind
But I've never been this high.
Crawling back to reality.
Fighting waves of infatuation
And in a constant state of fear.
"Does she love me?"
With that follows waves of sadness
Amplified by the need to be wanted.
I hope I never wake up from her. Because the heart that beats in my chest is no longer mine.
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Joe Black
PoetryI consider this to be a collection of me. My life and emotions. Each poem/short holds heavy in my heart. All content is original and authentic. I'd love to hear your feedback and please encourage me! Lastly, I love you all. #9 in Poems
