This isn't my best poem but I think it's okay. I hope you guys like it.
Love.
Love is a four letter word that can do so much to one person.
Love. We throw four lettered knife around so much it seems we've forgotten the true meaning.
"I love this and that"
"I love you, but not like that..."
When will we come to see the true meaning of this beautiful word?
There are people who are afraid of this four lettered blade.
As if this word could make them fade.
"I don't love you."
Those four words can turn those four letters evil within a matter of seconds.
Those few seconds eventually grow longer.
But just as time moves,
So will we.
Eventually we all move on.
And that one person who ruined your idea of love will be a memory.
Memories of pain,
Happiness,
Love.
Yes it's true,
Love may be painful,
But at the end of the day,
That pain will go away.
Eventually turning into happiness.
And that happiness will flourish,
Turning into something more.
But only time will tell if you'll be able to love the same way again...
