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.
i feel the same way your poems
are good.