There's no poem to describe heartbreak. It's like your chest getting stomped on by the person who you thought loved you.
There's no poem to describe love. It's when time stops and the only sound you can hear is each other's heart beating.
There's no poem to describe hate. It's the feeling of wanting to smash a car.
Theres no poem describe attachment. It's like craving your favorite ice cream all the time. There's no poem to describe jealousy. It's like a bee sting.
No poem can describe the fear of falling in love.
Yet I believed I did.
Love is interesting word.
A word I'm afraid I cannot feel.
I won't experience heartbreak, love, hate, or jealousy like normal people.
I'm afraid of attachment.
There's no poem to describe me.
Which is why I refuse I write about me.
