Love and I

I once knew love,
but love did not know me.
Of love I have had enough,
ANd me it still does not see.

I came face to face with it,
But it did it's face turn away.
On it's deceiving face I now spit,
And it's childish games refuse to play.

We met once love and I,
But never took to each other.
To it I have said my goodbye,
Love? Why bother.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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June 25, 2011 at 12:38 AM
Love is a significant part of life, it sedates our ache and makes the problem of this world milder and bearable. yet many a people live with broken hearts and suffer on the plane of a saltless world. No one to lean on in despair. But the good thing is once in a while we all experience the beauty of it, so we all have a story to tell sweet or sour. If love is beautiful then this poem is like an encounter, Love and I.
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