Love

Love is such a simple word

and yet it means so much.

Most people know not what love is

nor do they even care.

I feel I know what love is,

a false hope that someone cares for us.

This wasn't aways my opinion,

My heart has been ripped

in two by something called love.

A fuzzy, dark, and deep

disgusting thing.

Perhaps what I see as love

may not be its true form.

My opinion my be biased.

Love is such a simple word

and yet its meaning will never be clear.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

July 31,2004

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teresa_r's picture

i feel the same way your poems
are good.