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What is love?
What is love?
Is it when you look at that person
and you get knots inside your stomach?
When you both start talking out of nowhere
and he starts laughing making your day?
Even though you annoy him,
he still stays with you despite being mean to him.
But..
He will tell you he loves you when he doesn't-
He will come up with excuses to avoid you
He will tell you he is with his friend when he’s up to no good,
HE WILL make promises to you he knows he won't keep.
He will keep you on a leash leading you on-
HE will say "you are my world” when he's kissing another girl's face
He will lie to you…...but you won't care..
You DON'T care.
Roses are dead,
Violets have dried up.
When i look into your eyes,
I want to look away.
You broke so many promises
about being there for me.
You broke your promise
when you did IT.
You LIED to me.
I needed you-
You were my last hope.
I watch you as you slowly drift away from me….
You left...you didn't even say goodbye.
What is love?
A feeling of someone stabbing your heart repeatedly.
The feeling of anxiety of not talking to him.
A feeling of not being good enough for him.
Sitting in a room staring into space questioning
everything that lead up to this moment.
Asking myself-
Is this my fault?
If i had stopped you,
That wouldn't happen….
It's my fault that it happened.
It's my fault you’re DEAD..
I was never good enough for you,
Yet I stayed with you til you found a new toy...

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This poem is about how peope think love is postive, happy,and beautiful when in reailty it can be toxic. I wrote this poem about my experience in love and my relationship with my best friend/crush.