I could never feel the love
That everyone talked about
Never flouted on cloud nine above
or had an "I love you blank" to shout
I could never feel those butterflies
That were so talked up by friends
I was trapped inside my web of lies
Still looking for lose ends
But every once and a while
I think about love once more
I find someone who makes me smile
But leaves me crying on the floor
Love is a stupid idea, something that you can't feel
So nobody try and correct me when I say love isn't real
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Happiness
PoetryToday in school all I was able to write was the first poem so... enjoy? It's mostly super sad. I continue to add poems in this because sadness comes and things happen. (Also I get bored). I have looked up on the interwebs and apparently I have somet...
