I know this kinda isn't a poem but i wanted to put...
Love is something special...
What is love, but an emotion,
so germane and so pure...
My hart was once broken
battered beyond repair...
Love is not Love
It alters, what alteration finds...
This dreamy wish
of happy ending...
Stay here with me
Please don't ever leave...
Love is a word that is misunderstood
people don't use it like they should...
It feels like magic every time we touch even tho...
Maybe it would be just so easy to pull the trigger...
Love is like a heap of gold,
hard to carry and hard to hold...
I hate that i have to think of what to say to you...
I hate it that i can\'t breathe whenever i see...
I have to scream for the first time,
I keep moving on, and now you're mine...
I run and hide
from all the lies...