Late nights and tired eyes,
Waiting by this phone..
Blurred vision and slurred words..
I'll never mean this much to her.
And as i sit alone [for.just.one.more.night.]
I wonder if every breathe i took for her,
and every [deathly]kiss was..
fake
As i read way too .FUCKING. far into every word she spoke,
And as i look for love in every memory in which our eyes met ,
I wonder why i do this to myself..
why must we always look for meaning in a meaningless relationship?
Pressing lips,laugher & [$46 healthfood.store] juice,
Dosn't always equal love..
no matter how much you want it to..
Despite the painful truth, i continue to live a lie,
a fairy tale land where she loves me too..
Wake.each.day.
Hand.in.hand.
love hurts the most when you realise it's not real.
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hmm this makes sense to me? kay... so it dosn't.. but does anyone understand love?
Written December 12th, 2005
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Gah.
This is fucking amazing.
All the little imagery that you think no one gets, everyone gets, because we all have moments like that. Gah, this is fabulous. I'm speechless, really. -
Awww gorgeous... I LOVE this.
"As i read way too .FUCKING. far into every word she spoke" especailly that.. Hun you're beautiful in e.v.e.r.y way okay? And I'm SURE she sas seen that already okay.. Maybe she just needs time I guess.. Haha the word sure reminds me of supre hahahaha stupid preps.. Lol.. Yes. Point it: This poem is beaitiful hun..
<3
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This is gorgeous. I loveloveLOVE how realistic a portrayal of love this is (finally), after so many cliched love poems. Bravo.
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yea love is crap baby and doesnt make sense to anyone really
this was beautiful 
love you
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