When Shakespeare Killed Love

When you're there every day,

Trying to be seen,

And still they turn away,

Ruining your dream.

You do everything they ask of you,

Whenever they please,

You follow them around all day,

Even begging on your knees.

You imagine them in a boring class,

Finally telling you,

Those two little magic words,

'Honey, I do.'

You read Shakespeare in your English group,

Trying to make sense,

Of Romeo and Juliet and all the fights,

Without granting innocence.

This is a note to everyone,

Who's heart has a crack,

This is what it really feels like,

When they don't love you back.

Author's Note

Honest reviews please!

Reviews

[DaVoid]

I like that you didn't overcomplicated that. Reads easily and relaxed.

The sentence: "You imagine them in a boring class, " doesn't seem to resonate with me.

Rest of the poem is nice.

[TwoDaysTooLate]

Thank you for reviewing :) I thought the same about that line, but i couldn't seem to find anything else that fit for me - I was writing this whilst bored in class and my inspiration ran dry xD

[DaVoid]

Ah. that explains :)