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Love hurts.
It brings you close to someone
Only to have the dream shatter.
Second guessing and wondering
What went wrong prevails.
The pain of the loss is
Unbearable. Yet, we all want it.
Love seems to want one to suffer,
Yet the coldness and pain
Is not worth it.
Love, they say, is necessary,
But the hurt is too much;
And the hurt never goes away.
Love hurts, yet we can't
Live without it
The time we spent together
Seems nothing compared to
The hurt. Memories only go
So far before driving you insane.
Whenever we talk, memories flood
And hurt starts over.
I don't think I can live
Without you.
You may not know what
This does to me, but
The only thing I want
Is to not be
Without you
The Power of Love
My love for you is too strong for words
Only feelings can speak
What the soul feels.
Words never can describe
The feeling of love, hate or any other,
For words are not nearly as strong as emotions
My love for you can only be shown by emotions
And, your love for me bounds further than words.
Can love be defined?
No. Actions can only show it
Because love is stronger than words
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Can one have too much love?
First instinct would be to say no
Because people need love to survive
But after consideration,
I would say yes, because
Speading love too thin
Causes one to offend
But loving someone is the
Greatest feeling to have
But knowig you are loved
Is even better because
Love is the greatest thing to have
But when the one you love
Makes you feel unsure
You can be very confused
But one thing I know,
When you are sure
Love is forever
When I Think About Love
When I think about love
There is a void in my heart
Emptiness, like something's missing
Because there is
When I think about love
I do not know the feeling
Since I have no one
No one to call my love
When I think about love
It is all a dream
Reality shows me
It is non-existent
When I think about love
Sadness mounts
Because the one I love
Loves someoen else
When I think about love
I think of someone
That has left
I think of someone
Who has moved on
When I think about love
I think about what was
And what will never be
Vowing never to be hurt again
When I think about love
I know I once was loved
And wish they loved me again
But I must move on
When I think about love
There is a void in my heart
But as time goes by
I must love another
Life's Greatest Mystery
Many times I wonder about
The Sun, Moon and Stars
How they got there, how they
Were formed. Then I look at myself
And wonder how we got here
Did we come from the swamp?
Did we come from the stars?
Did we just show up?
Life's Greatest Mystery
The greatest mystery for me, however
Is if we are alone.
Are we the only beings?
I wonder long and hard
I look at the stars and wonder
But no one knows for sure
What Is Happiness?
What is the measure
Of Happiness?
The amount of material possessions?
The amount of money?
The amount of fame?
They may all bring happiness
But it leaves a void
This void is love
Love makes the poor feel rich
The unknown feel special
The lost feel wanted
In an artificial world
Where anything can be bought
It all means nothing without love
That is the true measure
Of Happiness
Why do we feel?
Why do we love?
It causes nothing but hurt
When feelings go one way.
Feelings cause one to be
Crushed when rejection comes.
They say love finds all
At some time.
But do they think
Of the unreturned loves?
Do they think
Of the loves that are meaningless?
I don't think they do
Because they say you love
Only once or twice in life.
How is it known
When you find it?
How can you know
If your love is returned?
You can't.
So why bother loving?
Because we need it.
And love will capture you.
But until it's returned,
It means nothing.
Love's Ways
Love is elusive
Always changing, dodging
Whenever you think you find it,
Love changes.
New loves come and go
But one day, love stops
At one person. This love
Is forever. A lasting love
Until that love is found
Love is elusive
