Notes About The Poem

Okay now, this poem was actually fun to write. I have literally never felt any of the emotions I describe in this poem, never fallen in love. I've literally never had a crush or a boyfriend. But somehow I managed to describe the sensation, a sensation that's uknown for me. 

Hope you enjoy it!

 

Love me

Love me,

I beg of you, please.
You may not understand, but I need you now,
And always, though I may never cross your mind somehow.

Love me, I promise to love you with every fiber of my being,
Love me, for I'm slowly dying, can't you see?
Or do I not matter, is it that you don't care?
My heart, in despair, cries out, yearning for your tender share.

Love me, I can't take it anymore, I'm falling apart,
Everything crumbles, my world in flames, breaking my heart.
I'm burning, are you burning too?
I'm suffering, yearning for you.

Love me, if you wish, I'll kneel down,
A faithful dog, like a child, I'll weep and frown.
Save me, for I don't want to die,
I'd die by your side, happily, just not to cry.

Am I hurting you? Or do you not love me?

You don't love me, my calls unanswered, let me be.
Leave once and for all, you've taken my soul,
A tormented soul, shattered and whole.

For to me, you were my world, my everything,
But to you, I was just a fleeting fling.

The worst part? You don't exist, and neither does love,
Confessions of a teenager, not what it seems, thereof.
This isn't real, just words on a page,
Written with blood, rebellion of a heart's fiery rage.

For I've never truly fallen in love,
All this agony, a creation from above.
Invented while contemplating what the future holds,
A tale of teenage turmoil, in ink and blood.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Achara Avatar
February 18, 2024 at 6:55 AM
Ah! Love! I found love during my mid-life crisis. It lasted two months. I think, looking back on it, it was actually an infatuation, but it was passionate for the short time it lasted!. I wouldn't have missed it for the world!
Pataki Avatar
February 18, 2024 at 7:05 AM
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