Impassionately Poems

Bitter Sweet Nothings

So easy in love, 
so easily out. 
With the flick of a switch, 
your left in no doubt.

Maybe someday she`ll realise, 
but then maybe she wont. 
What if now she feels alive, 
now that you dont.

We pull strings and play games, 
impassionately annoy. 
Passion becomes a crime 
when we play with hearts like they`re toys.

Now dont let them in, 
because you may have to smile. 
And theres always a risk that they`ll tear out your heart, 
and have it dangle awhile.

The risk is called love 
and it gives such a buzz. 
Its what makes us human 
and turns us to mush.

It goes up and comes down, 
brings laughter and pain. 
Once you`ve tasted it pure 
you`ll never be the same.

Loves a bitter sweet pill, 
not for the faint hearted. 
Some lose it to greed, envy or lust, 
while some lose it with their dear departed.

Whoever you love and however you live, 
dont dwell on the whys the what fors and what ifs.
Live each day as new and dont be scared to let go, 
because true love will not judge you, 
take you for granted or say no.