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What is the opposite of two?
A lonely me?
A lonely you?

Love is something
You cannot describe.

Like the look of a rose,
The smell of the rain,
The feeling of forever.

It frees me from all the pain.

Dreaming of you,
It makes my night worthwhile.

Thinking of you,
It makes me smile.

Being with you,
It's the best thing ever.

Loving you,
Is something I will do forever.
Love is unselfish,
Understanding, and
Kind.

It sees with the heart, and
Not the mind.

The Way To Love Someone
Is to realize
That one day, it might be lost

Take away love, and
Our earth is a tomb.

Everyone agrees
That love is wonderful, yet
No one agrees
On just what
Love is.
A special smile,
A special face,
A special someone i cannot replace.
I love you and I always will.
You've filled a space no-one else has filled.

A bell
Is not a bell
Until you ring it.

A song
Is not a song
Until you sing it.

Love in my heart
Was not
Put there to stay

Love
Is not love
Until you give it away.
I thought love was just a mirage of the mind,
It's an illusion,
It's fake,
It's impossible to find.

Yet the day I met you,
I began to see
Love does exist, and
It exists in me.

We come to love,
Not by finding a perfect person, but
By learning to see
A imperfect person perfectly.
Scars, you know they burst
Sending the pain throughout the earth
You have alot to learn and
I know you're worth it!
She felt his words enter her soul
As he traced every inch of her skin.
'beautiful' he whispered delicately.
She drifted in and out of realities and daydreams,
Consciousness and unconsciousness.
He stayed gazing at her pure beauty.
Her body was made for his eyes.
Her lips were made for his lips.
A perfect fit.
They lay there for the day.
Talking.
Laughing.
Crying.
They learned each others secrets.
They opened up their pasts.
They planned a future together.
And after all this they fell asleep.

She woke in the morning with a sickening feeling in her gut.
He was gone.
She was too terrified to roll over.
To see the indent of him on those sheets.
She feared that she'd suffocate on the oxygen he'd used up the night before.

She reached one arm cautiously over to the other side of the bed.
Felt his wonderful skin
Laying next to her.
She let out a sigh of relief.
He meant it.
He did.
He meant every word.

He woke with a sleepy gaze.
'beautiful'
He whispered as he kissed her forehead.
Inhaled her scent.
And for the first time in a long time.
This broken hearted train wreck really did feel....
Beautiful.
Sometimes people stay
How many times does the average person fall in love?
Hmm maybe 10?
Or is it just once?
I've strongly felt desire.
And I've strongly felt lust.
But only now am I coming to terms with the fact that I have no idea what I feel when I think of you.
They tell me I must be crazy..
But this heartache is stronger than any other.
It's got to be love.
It just has to be.
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