Love is not a game

Don’t break me. Coues I do break in an easy way.

Don’t hate me, I fell for you since the first day we spoke

Your eyes held my breath.

Still I don’t love you I confess.

Don’t break me, you don’t know how hard it is

Not to cry

Pleas save me, send me to my past and leave me behind

I need you so, but you have to go

For if you stay, I might really fall for you want you to be mine and believe me I know my way

Though if you go, I'll miss you so

And I know you won't fell the same

But Love is just not an easy game to play

Reviews

[eagle style]

it's wonderfull....its reality that the love is not a game,but in this world most of the people play with eachother heart.i can't understand why people cheat other and play with the life of thoses person who are sincere with them..this poem is execllent,thanks for shareing it with us

[Cara]

thank you for your time ^-^

[Coyote Poetry]

When love is a game. No-one will win. Someone will lose. I like the desire in the poem. I tell people. Don't play with fake people. Will lead you to pain and misery.
"Pleas save me, send me to my past and leave me behind
I need you so, but you have to go"
A sad poem of love. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Cara]

and thank you for your time ^_^

[Zoya Sahai]

Well written. Thanks for sharing this. :)

[Cara]

thank you for your time ^_^

[DIVYA]

A poem that speaks about love and very convincingly. Everyone knows it's not easy street yet all are more than willing to walk it anyway! Thanks!

[Cara]

thanks you ^_^

[DIVYA]

:)!

[Ashly Christen]

a great write!

[Cara]

thank you

[Baby Ricochet]

Nice piece. Special thanks to Aurora for the rr.

[Cara]

thank you and thanks for Aurora too ^_^

[larryb]

Nice Job on this :)

[Cara]

thank you

[Jack...]

Very nice and even though it is a bit sad, it felt good.

[Cara]

thanks for stopping by ^_^

[Naomi Bloom]

A few spelling errors. Cous should be Cause. Pleas should be Please. Fell should be Feel.

The line "still I don't love you I confess" confused me. Up until that point you sounded infatuated with the person.

[Cara]

thanks, for the spelling corrections, as for the part " still I don’t love you I confess"
well I didn’t know if I really was, because I really felt something but it wasn’t love.
I was infatuated with him, but not any more I don't
Thank you for reading ^_^

[Naomi Bloom]

Ah yes. Sometimes a crush is just being in love with the idea of love. You're welcome.

[Cara]

yeah i think so

[Salar Majak]

Your eyes held my breath.

i love this line!!
i like the paradox in your poem :) beautifully penned Cara :)

[Cara]

thanks

[quinfinn]

some things are best left to imagine. it is with this knowledge that we pick and choose our liaisons. sometimes for the best, other times for naught. well thought out and gracefully penned write.

[Cara]

yes you are right. and it hurts to imagine sometimes