If love meant something to me, it would be a beautiful thing.
The power of the heart has always amazed me.
Watching people fall in and out of love, hearts breaking and thriving on love's power.
Girls desperately wanting guys - guys striving to impress the girls.
It all seems a bit stupid to me - just a distraction for teens from school work which adds onto stress.
What I think love to be is different to what those who experience it say it is.
I do not need love.
I am glad to be alone as I am.
There is a happiness in that that no one else would understand.
People ask why I do not want love but I can for no words to explain my thoughts.
What is in love? Why is it needed? None of it makes sense, but maybe in years to come. After school. Maybe . . .
What is love really? I couldn't care less . . .
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Poems With Meaning
PuisiPoems to express my emotions because sometimes it's just good to get your feelings out there. Many people may relate to these. I usually write poems when I'm depressed, bored, sad, angry, confused and all those sort of things. And it's just like the...
