Love, such a false thing
Tempting and teasing those of us
That wish to feel.
Building foundations
And shattering our lives.
It really is a shame,
That I cannot live without you.
I do not desire to wake up in the morning
Alone.
I wish to be with you.
But being with you,
Is not that fabled love.
It is disaster,
Desire,
Pain and lust.
I guess..
Love is just simply...
Telling yourself that you care about someone
So you don't have to be alone.
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Raindrops on the Window
PoesiaRomantic and a bit depressing poetry that I wrote about my... experiences :P Enjoy, comment, vote
