Poems. Poetry.

11/01/17 - 11/02/17

I never really understood love.
I knew it was abstract,
A feeling,
An emotion,
Something that happens for no reason,
You just fall.

I remembered 6th grade me,
I remember thinking about what that one person would look like,
What love would make me do,
What love felt like.

I wanted it to be something romantic,
With a beginning,
That might involve some falling or saving,
A middle with some development and liking,
A climax,
With a weird prom night or something fucked up but fun,
But without any end,
Because I knew that if you love someone,
And that someone loves you back,
There will never be an end,
Theres just a lot of beginnings.

Maybe thats what made it wrong,
Its what made everything wrong.
You see, I used to believe that love would turn everything upside down,
That love would turn a frown around.

I love you more than I love the sheets in feet when its cold,
I love you more than I love the smell of a new book,
I love you more than I love watching fireworks below or from behind.

I love you so bad,
I love you so so fucking bad,
I loved you so bad that I never realized that it was too late.

You made me believe that love hurts,
But worth.
That love is risky,
But rewarding.
Thats its a war zone,
Inside haven.
Like the force,
Can be felt by anyone even a Sith.
That getting fat is fun because youre basically a teddy bear for all,
That life was short and that I have to taste every flavor,
That this band is cool and I have to watch their world tour,
That stoping at a gasoline station is basically just a detour,
That Kimi no Na Wa was going to make me cry...
A lot,
That scars are artsy body spot,
That dancing made problems go away,
That love can end even if you keep trying to find a way.

I wish it could stay that way,
But I guess its sad to say,
Its never going to be yesterday.

I'm in love with a person loved me...