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 Jan 2014 Katie Katie
Rosa Smith
Love is that little fuzzy feeling in your stomach
Love is that little fuzzy feeling in your heart
Love is unexplainable

Love is Admiration
Love is Understanding
Love is Patient
Love is Love
Love is Eternal
You Love Me
I Love You
Love is Your True Best Friend
 Jan 2014 Katie Katie
Charlotte
Love is a question you stopped answering
Love is a time and not a place
Love is a longing that won't go away
Love cannot be erased
Love is something that I can't feel
Love is what made me feel alive
Love has lost it's meaning, it can't be replaced
So all that's left to say is goodbye
I love,
and we're unbreakable.
We kiss,
and we're untouchable.

I think,
of all that's possible.
We run,
and we're invincible.

I want this to live on,
but it won't if we're pretending.
I want this to end well,
but I can't remember the ending.

I fear,
and we are weakened.
We fall,
what are we seeking?

Something to save this,
something to hold us together.
Something insane,
something that will last forever.

Piece together the story,
write up a masterpiece,
just don't forget,
the ending.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
I want to tell you
everything.

Everything there is
to know about me.

About how I ran from
the highest hill down
to feel the air push
me behind.

Once I bent down
before God
and asked Him to give me
death over happiness.

I used to believe that
dust was nothing but
dead memories
fallen away from us.

I will tell you everything.
If only you asked.

Because I want to.

I want to give you
a piece of my mind.
I want you to get
inside the mind that controls
this melancholy body.

I want you to get
inside the chambers of my heart
and wrest dark secrets
from its broken symphonies.

Fix it.

You?
I will tell you anything.
I don't want to grow old,
alone, by myself.
My heart has grown cold,
for I love no one else.

This isolation brings pain,
I don't think you understand.
I'm sane but insane,
I'm just a broken man.

The world is so big,
and I am so small.
I find the deeper I dig,
the farther I fall.

I feel beaten down,
and lost without hope.
I'm nowhere to be found,
just another lost soul.

I will rise from the ash,
of my burnt up past,
when I find you again,
if I find you my friend.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Love is...
Love.
Love?
What is Love?
Love is...
This is love.
Speechless.
My writing teacher put this up as a prompt. I had to idea what to write so I just put down some BS...She ate it up, loved it and hung it up on the wall. :D Haha
I never quite understood
why you wanted that girl,
the one who wore too much lipstick
and flirted with your best friend.

I never quite understood
why I never bothered to say hi
whenever you walked by
or picked me up in your car.

You see,
I never quite understood
why I wanted you to want me
and wanted you to forget about that girl,
who wore too much lipstick
and flirted with your best friend.

I was never quite sure
why you wanted someone
who didn't care
about your favorite movies,
or books,
or people.

I never quite understood
how I would never get to study you,
underlining the most important parts
over the softness of your skin.

I never quite understood
why I thought what I thought
or how I felt what i felt
when I looked at you
and you didn't look back.
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