A Tangle of Hurt and Happiness - A collection of poetry

Love Is

I don't know you.
In fact, I could count our interactions on one hand.
But I always watched you from afar,
Hoping I'd be rewarded with your glance.


Love is not simple.
It's not determined by how many times we speak.
It's in both big and little things.
It's never knowing how much you truly mean to me.


I've thought about it a lot.
I thought so much I wished my mind would stop.
At the end, I came up blank.
I only knew that my heart would always be yours to take.


Love is not kind.
It's hoping that time would just rewind.
Regretting choices that were never truly mine.
It was my treacherous heart that wanted to decide.


It's not a secret anymore.
Sometimes I wish I could go back to how it was before.
You not knowing what my heart had in store,
Me not knowing I could feel so much more.


Love takes too much.
Stealing seconds away in return for a rush.
Taking over your life and calling it fun.
Hoping that your heart will survive the run.


I've lost a lot of time.
Daydreaming about you one day being mine.
Years spent wondering if you ever think of me.
Wondering if a future of us could ever be.


But loving you is
Everything and nothing at all.
Hoping that from this ledge I won't fall.
Knowing that only my heart answered Cupid's call.