I think love is more of an infatuation that physically and mentally entraps you. It is a feeling that makes your stomach ache, you heart race, and you eyes cry. It leaves you broken in little pieces on the floor that takes years to puzzle throught and glue back together. If you are lucky you will meet someone who will love you back. They only person who is worth your tears, but will never make you cry. Love is never ending and unavioidable. We all as living breathing individuals will experience love whether we want to or not. Love leaves you guessing, wanting, needing. Love makes a normal person crazy.
poem
Love
So you said you loved me
That I was the missing piece in your life
Now I am left with pieces missing
A person incomplete
Having to remind myself to breath
A fool of foolish love
It is impossible for my heart to beat without a heart
Impossible to smile in a world of frowns
So you said you loved me
Just meaningless words of nonsense
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I really enjoyed reading your poem about love. I thought that it was very well written. good job
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