Love Hurts Poems | Examples of Love Hurts Poetry

She does not love you. She loves what you give her— And when that gift fades, so too does her affection. The modern man, deluded by poets and preachers, Believes that love is salvation. No— Love is slavery wrapped in perfume. She smiles when you provide, Cries when you delay, Withholds warmth to bend your spine. And you— Grateful for her cold embrace— Call it passion. You sign...

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We’re not dating— but you heart-react to my stories like it’s a full-time job, send a “you up?” at 12:47 a.m. then disappear like my willpower at a shoe sale. You say you don’t do drama— but you’ve got more red flags than a Formula 1 race and the emotional depth of a spoon. You post gym selfies with deep quotes like “loyalty is...

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I never stopped loving you That’s why I hate you I really really love you I really really hate you I don’t really hate you That’s how I know it’s love The only thing I hate Is I’m not who you’re thinking of I hate that I love you When you don’t love me back Or take into consideration My dark and ugly past I know that...

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The Truth The way I feel For years our love was a thought No true nor false Lies the whole time Love wasn’t there You cheated everywhere We had two different storms Your rage was Thunder My understanding was flashes of lightning Kingdom that came alive I was used a puppet only stringing along My love was true and committed You on the other hand was looking for...

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In the beginning, he was a dream, A perfect blend, or so it seemed. With every wish, he’d swoop and save, A knight in shining armor, oh so brave. “Where have you been?” I’d sigh and swoon, As he’d conjure up my heart’s cartoon. A band-aid for a paper...

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You don’t know what you do to me When your eyes meet mine that way. You light a spark, then turn and fade— And I’m alone with what I can't say. Broken hearted, I don’t know how To say the things I need to now. You don’t see what’s in my eyes— And I just don’t know why. The moment I saw you It...

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I always had Angie Under My Thumb, one day I heard her honking her car horn. What had she just done with her anger, my candy apple red vette she did Paint It Black. She was yelling back at me, You Can't Always Get What You Want. Now I will Tumblin Dice for release, my new car is a big mess. Her blue...

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He said three golden words— “You complete me.” So, she broke herself in shards he could carry. He mocked her degrees, her minds hard climb So, she lit her past and called it sublime. He did gently though, like falling snow Each cut was kindness, each no a soft blow. He wouldn't speak until she profusely apologized, sorry for raising her voice,...

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Heart break. It’s not just a feeling, it mentally messes you up. Heartbreak is so strong, it’s like a pain in your chest that won’t go away, it’s like you can physically feel your heart splitting in two. I wish I didn’t know how it felt to have your heart broken but unfortunately I do so...

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Hey, ANGIE I just want to say And I don't want to PAINT IT BLACK I know you felt UNDER MY THUMB But, seriously consider the facts YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT Cause life is like TUMBLIN DICE You're just like those...

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Each petal cuts me in my sleep— you call it soft, but I bleed every time I touch it. The mirror doesn’t cry with me anymore. Only the fog stays. It hums like a swallowed scream. ...

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I'm too quiet I talk too much I'm too involved I'm way too out of touch I'm too messy I care too much about things being clean I'm too kind I'm way too f*ckin mean I'm too close I'm too far away I went to bed too early I stayed up too late I'm too skinny...

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May we forever be lovers, May we forever be friends, And should we hurt each other, May we quickly make amends. May we enjoy our passion, But never let compassion die, Thinking in selfless terms as we, Never emphasising I. May we forever be soul-mates, May our love eternally last, May the food of love sustain us, May we never have to fast. May we use each...

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She appears like a quiet flow of gentle timeless and pure glowing show from a waterfall of sustenance. Smooth skin, angelic sweet of a gift touching my demonic diary memoirs, frozen in time as the pages flicker and re-writes like a newly pressed hand. Her eyes a purity of splashes of green illustrated mesmerizes me with a gaze loving silk sown teasing dress, fiery red silky worship of...

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I escape to a shiny lake where waters are calmer, my mistakes are not raked and the nights are warmer. Without sting rays and cold-ness of days, This town is deserted buildings flood vacancies I dream of flirtation and of illumination, so much for singularity, bringing one to peace. Thoughts are floating like ashes in the summer. I begin playing, A lost & found harmonica....

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