Love (If This Were Just A Dream)

I see changes before they happen,
and I feel heartache before it even hurts.
I feel sick when I know I’m fine,
and I forget everything that I’ve learned.
I feel lost when I know the directions
and I feel blind even when I can see.
I feel lonely when I am crowded
and alive when I can barely breathe
I feel sorrow though I’m happy,
to know that you’re doing fine.
But I wish this were all just a dream
Because then you’d still be mine.

Author's Note

I watched American Reunion recently and it taught me, the dick jokes aside, that when you grow up, nothing will ever be the same and it reminded me of everything I cherished about my youth and it all came back to one girl. Truth is, I love her. Truth is, she isn't mine, not anymore. And it hurts. It hurts to think that the one person I consider to be my true soul mate is out there thinking of somebody else. It's daunting. Anyways, this piece is essenitally about my take on of love, love isn't meant to make you cheerful, it's meant to make you miserable, and feel like shit, because it also makes you feel that it's all worth the fight and then it feels good.... I just want my euphoria.

Reviews

[Melati]

Life goes on. Be happy and spend time more with your friends and exercise more. Trust me, you will feel so good again. Your poem is good, though it's kind of dead. Don't give up on love.