Love use to be a topic I talked a lot about. In fact, this entire "book" is filled with it. Every entry I would go in about my personal experiences and reveal the depressed kid that I was. Constantly the word would spew from my lips and I wouldn't shut up about this girl or that girl. Almost every experience I've had with it was filled with both the positive and the negative. Whether it be anger, drama, and pain. Or happiness, butterflies, and peace. My relationships would go from heaven to hell. Sometimes it was my fault and sometimes it wasn't. Love just wasn't for me anymore I honestly thought time and time again. And after everything I went through, I stayed single and unavailable mentally for awhile. In all honesty, it was nice. Only person I had to worry about was me. And yet, like all things, that changed after awhile. And the change was honestly welcome. This time, for once, my experience with love was different. No more did I have to deal with fights, heartache, indecisiveness, or whatever obstacle was thrown at me. This time, we both just knew and we both wanted one another. And for the first time in a long time, love was easy, blissful, and it's stayed that way. It stayed easy.
YOU ARE READING
3 AM
PoetryRip into me and let the pain pour out. Only in the night, at the time of 3 AM Shitty poetry written by some shitty kid Cover art by me
