I love him

I love him
I really do 
But all he does is cut through my heart
With the sharpest knife
And leave me in pieces
I don't know what to do
Don't know if this emotion
Is real
Maybe the speeding up of my heart
And the happiness I feel around him
Is just an illusion
Maybe it would be better if it was
Because I know he doesn't feel the same
He doesn't even like talking to me
He perfers to hide from me
Maybe I should just give up
Turn away and hide
Until these emtions bubbling inside me dies
Every thought of him causes my heart to flutter 
Like a blutterfly wings in flight 
And that flutter turns into a pound 
And I don't know why
Because there is nothing amazing
Or even special about him
Yet even the slightest touch between us
Melts my heart
And destroys my words
But the worse part is...
He doesn't even care....

Reviews

[Michael A.]

I knew this poem would be terribly cliche; this I determined by reading the title alone. Reading through it proved my first assumption right. Clearly, there is emotion present here, and that I respect greatly. However this topic's been done to death, and you've not brought anything new to the table. Not a bad poem, but you should stay away from topics like this. Overall decent effort.

[Breezie Kae]

This poem is kind of cliche, but it has a lot of great, raw emotion behind it. I feel like I've been saying this in so many reviews today, but I think that using punctuation would contribute to this poem to help your thoughts flow. Also, what I've found helps in writing free form is putting some breaks between lines in some places where there's a thought change or just seems appropriate for the sake of flow. This makes the poem easier to read, and just flow better in general. You can also have fun with this and be expressive. :)
Great job.