Hopelessly Hoping

kinda like a poem.

To be honest, I am no poet. I was sitting with the laptop, not knowing what to do when an idea popped up in my head. So i decided to write this.

...Love failed me...

As a child, we are told that we are too young to understand what love is.
Those were the words I carried with me.
The only love at this young age we are to know is parental love.
I thought I knew what it was,
I thought I had it,
But my faith in it failed me.
I was not loved by my parents, but rather a mistake to them.
For me, growing up has been lonely, until my 14th birthday.
That was the time I thought I understood what real love is.
Too young to understand the meaning of those two words?
I think not!
That was the moment of time in my life, I felt I truly had someone.
Loneliness had become a distant memory.
I understood what it felt like to have someone.
Someone to share my feelings and darkest secrets with.
Someone who I felt a sense of security with.
That special someone I dream of spending my life with.
Years had passed and that person has remained the one.
I now believe in true love, because I have found mine.
I love him with everything I have, and all that I am.
I know he feels the same way about me.
Everyday he confesses his love to me,
His reasons were never the same.
Having great certainty in our hearts,
We planned our future.
Our house, our car, our childrens names.
Everything was like a dream come true.
Everything was perfect.

"If someone really loves you,
They would do everything in there power just to be with you.
No excuses to be made,
Only sacrifices"
I believed in this saying,
But soon after it became impossible.
I noticed the little things,
Like how our cute pet names for each other disappeared,
How our phone calls and texts became less.
With a pained heart, I accepted these changes.
I then saw the truth...

His promises were empty,
His love for me had all been lies,
There was no real sacrifices from his side.
For five years I had been blinded by false love.

I no longer believe in that four letter word,
For it has failed me once again.

I know that there is no rhyming. It is meant to be something called free writing.
What do you think about it?