no love, a poem
Nov. 13th, 2003 10:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
No Love
Love is a song
A breeze
A kiss
A wishing star
With all the things
Love is, I know what it isn’t:
Real.
Love isn’t real.
It’s just pain, it’s tears,
It’s nights spent longing.
It’s watching as he smiles at her,
Watching as he holds her
Just watching from the outside.
With love, there is sadness
And jealousy, and hurting hearts.
If you never love, never let someone in,
Never allow someone to matter,
You never cry.
If I choose love, life would be bleak.
No love.
031901
Love is a song
A breeze
A kiss
A wishing star
With all the things
Love is, I know what it isn’t:
Real.
Love isn’t real.
It’s just pain, it’s tears,
It’s nights spent longing.
It’s watching as he smiles at her,
Watching as he holds her
Just watching from the outside.
With love, there is sadness
And jealousy, and hurting hearts.
If you never love, never let someone in,
Never allow someone to matter,
You never cry.
If I choose love, life would be bleak.
No love.
031901
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