Long Inlove Poems
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Love story blooms like a rose,
And your the romeo I chose,
I planned on friends to lovers.
Beauty as the tail slowly uncovers,
Turns out we didn´t even last as friends,
guess this is wear the love story ends.
I am gonna blame it on my stupid heart.
Oh if falling inlove was a work of art.
Maybe I am delusional,
Maybe cupid had a cruel goal.
Whatever I will cherish the love story that will never take place,
and I will remember the look on your face.
But maybe someday I will find a real love story,
And my heart will have a victory,
But till then I will try to make it through,
missing you...
Your eyes that beamed with light
And your smile so bright,
Oh goodbye my never-happened-lover
just no my heart may not recover
From this never-will-happen love story.
When I wake up in the morning and find you laying next to me, it makes my heart melt
You're making me feel something so warm and fulfilling inside, hell it's a feeling I never felt
I look forward to every intimate and deep conversation that we have
When I add it all up; you+me+love+our future, here's our math.
When you're gone I long for your kisses, hugs, and your ever so gentle touch
Words can't express how I began to miss you so much.
I say these things because this is how you make me feel inside
You made it possible for me to love again, so I let my guard down and put my pride aside.
I can't stop smiling because I know that you are the one for me
With your love wrapped around me, I am assured that this is our destiny.
Waking up next to you is not what I had in mind
I know your inlove
but I wish we could rewind.
A vow was made
obligation overplayed
why did I proceed
because in marriage I don't believe.
white satin, decadent cake
100 guests watched by the lake.
I tried my best to put on a smile
with the groom not realizing he was in denial.
This special day is such a waste
because when years go by it'll be replaced.
I didn't want to hurt anyone
I wasn't looking out for me
I hoped i'd eventually fall for you
and build our family tree.
I care for you but I have to walk away
because I know in the end
it would be me who would betray.
Form:
I never wanted to be
Those people single at 30.
I feared resemblance
of the tv shows and movies.
I dreamed of being
One of the lucky ones.
Meet in our 20s,
Fall in love
And find out
I’m worth it.
I wish for friendship
And invites over,
Maybe even ‘Can I come’
That make people question
What the relationship is.
I want phone calls,
Where ‘hey you’
Is laced
With meaning.
Sitting in the room,
With no plans
Until the phone rings
And I’m told we’re going out.
Spontaneous drives,
A proper date,
Messy talks
That turn to trust.
I dream of
Handwritten notes,
Flowers if they wish,
But effort nonetheless.
Showing up unannounced,
With a smile of confidence
Because the parentals
Seem to adore you.
Late night drives
When I fight with my sister,
Or the household is getting too much
And you just let me cry.
No complaints,
Just simple understanding.
I crave a hand reaching out,
Someone holding me with purpose.
Their arms secure around me,
And forehead kisses.
I want that confusion
When we’re out
And I ask how you know that.
You’ll say ‘Because I know you.’
And you’ll tell me
The little things you’ve noticed;
The ones nobody else has.
You’ll know me like the back of your hand.
I want the chance to be myself
Without feeling like it’s wrong.
I want comfortable silence
Where I’m not accused
Of never speaking.
I want that moment
Where we share earbuds,
The intimacy of music
Between us.
I want the inside jokes
Where we share a look
And burst into laughter
With everyone confused.
I want ‘let me know when you’re home’,
Falling asleep in your company,
The secret sharing at 3a.m. when we can’t sleep,
And your dog getting excited when I walk in.
That ‘it made me think of you’
That makes my heart flutter.
You offer your jacket
And it smells of you.
You don’t let me return it,
You’ve got plenty.
Sharing food,
Or knowing orders.
You offer me your chips
Even though it’s your favourite.
I wish for a love so deep,
So fond and so kind.
Real, raw, and open
That the world will be jealous.
A love where I feel safe,
Happy and secure.
I want what they have.
Before I hit 30.
True love cannot be sensed nor seen;
Cannot be heard nor touched;
I never saw it coming;
I still remember the evening; l received a call
It was from someone l never knew or imagined.
It all sounded like a joke;
How can one have a tale to tell to someone never met;
Never talked to?
All was a fairytale indeed.
All was a sheer madness!
Calls were made;
Texts were sent;
Wishes were horses.
Roses were planted;
Sunflowers were planted as well;
Love was planted;
Later & nurtured by
Jokes; appreciation;
Encouragement; determination;
Faithfulness; honesty;
Two-way communication;
Not forgetting "give & take".
It is said that
Where there is love;
There is always a way.
One wonders ; what is love?
Who deserves to be loved?
Howitzer can one prove the love one has for the other?
I am told that
Actions speak louder than words;
Love is believed to conquer all.
Am l conquered as l love someone?
Has my heart been stolen?
If l cannot spend a second
Without thinking of someone!
Without smiling at his once cracked jokes!
Without being thirsty of his kisses!
Without craving for his drive!
The writing is on the wall.
I am in love;
Madly inlove!!!!
Heal yourself with all kinds of pain;
Caused by heartbreaks,treachery and broken dreams.
Heal yourself
when the one you love
falls inlove with somebody else;
they promised to keep eternal love flaming.
Isn't such pain it causing?
But teach and train you heart of letting go...
Still their is someone meant for you.
The world has hidden magic,
if you think love is tragic.
"No my dear...
We all have a wonderful
love story to tell,
to you I swear!"
Heal yourself
from grieve and letting your heart to die;
let it bring back to life
you deserve to be happy,
be free from sigh.
Heal your self
for the dreams which did not come true.
Have you thought it might "not destined"for you?
See in your self, something relevant- is what you already possessed...
Yet you just don't noticed.
Heal yourself
little by little with all the bitterness you feel.
Try to move on and smile and you will see...
"that good things may not come your way,
but you heal yourself... and realized...
you are still blessed eventually".
I am seeing your photograph,
I feel the love once again,
I am seeing your smile.
I am falling all over again,
I miss it and I'll save it,
I saved it and it's story,
It's story and its's questions,
Like,How did we just end?
It was never a third party
nor the simple jealousy,
It was not the distance , time ,
and space,
It was not envy , doubt ,
and distrust,
because you said it was love,
We did end because of love,
we did end because you said you love me,
we did end because you cannot stand hurting me,
we did end because you said you love me,
''I love you that's why I'll let you go'',
I think those words aren't true,
because if it is you won't let go,
And if it is just me,I won't let go of you,
Only that moment I realized,
How did we just come to end,
How did the love we shared ended us,
And I think it ended us when love left your heart,
From that moment love still stays with me,
Time to time I browse at my phone
and check your profile,
But this time I am seeing you
and her in a photograph,
Are you inlove ? Are you with love?
I remember the first day my eyes fell on you.
Saying "your beautiful" - before a "thank you" and I blushing smile - you ran off and left me there with nothing else to do.
I remember the day we sat in a tree.
It was the first day we fell inlove, you and me.
We sat there for hours talking about life and its dramas, not knowing the things that's going to harm us.
I remember the night when our first kiss left me weak in the knees.
But with a touch of your hand
you left me there stranded,
not knowing how to handle it
you gave a sweet little giggle
and blew out the candle light.
These memories haunt me every night of every day.
I keep phoning, but you will not answer.
Everything you did to me, doesn't matter.
Only thing I want to have is you with me.
My heart is aching, can't you see?
Everytime I close my eyes,
Everytime I fall asleep,
Everytime I dream of you
I miss you Rosalind
Everytime I hear your name
Everytime I see your face
Everytime I think of you
I realize that I don't want to live without you.
Form:
lovely as the butterfly grows
over the vast field there she goes,
vibrant and beautiful striding with glee
inside out looking great, a victorious to be
now she's inlove as cupid shot her with his arrow
endless happiness with her man, like there's no tomorrow.
raven's the name, she's depressed, forgetting is so hard
playing with her pistol in the middle of the graveyard
recalling the past asking the dead what it feels inside the grave
in summer heat in winter cold lying alone left out, without the brave
nor the spirit of letting go, the anger, the sadness suppress together with the dead
gone forever, forgotten, forsaken entombed like there's no one remembered.
abandoned by her beloved, sparkling eyes there's no more
the sweetness of her face, now pale and like a hardcore
beauty fades as emotions left the soul, numbed her heart, no one dared to touch
even magic can't do no more, she's falling no one's there to catch
tired of this grief, tired of thinking of her deceitful prince
taking her own life is the only way she could rinse.
now she's crying tears like rain
where are you to mend her pain
no more smile that turn anyone upside down.
only heartaches, only turmoils was left to frown
never a second thought, aim the gun in her head and
bang! a loud sound echoed in the graveyard and her life's end.
The shippers,
The third wheel,
The chaperon,
Intermediary,
The center of all the waggeries,
that "singles are bitter",
because they aren't inlove,
or haven't fallen in love",
Have you ever tried,
to sneak on their mind?,
If they really don't care about love,
Or are they praying for someone to come,
And bring them some love,
Some of them are in pain,
For feelings that are not repaid,
Some are just waiting,
believing ,"God has better plans"
But most of them are real lovers,
that holds strong in fate,
With faith,
They hold in their heart a great love,
A love nobody dares to feel,
In a heart that no one dares to know,
a love That would surely last,
more than this life time,