Love

Depressed and anxious
Stable but obnoxious
Speechless yet eager to be argumentive
Selfishly wanting to give
Something you will lose forever
Afraid of what you might uncover
About yourself.....something unknown
Perhaps you may have never shown
How you truly feel
instead of portraying what you thought was actually real
It probably was every bit as we saw it for what it was
Love is amazing... no matter what it does
To the people it may consume
right before Spring, when love is in full bloom
Or what happens when it's done
When you realize they are actually gone
You miss what you remember, about all of their own beauty
Trying not to feel sorry, not looking for anyone's pity
You say good-bye
This may hurt.....but we both will know why