Falling In Love With The Thought Of Love -

This morning, I talked myself into love  
telling myself that I felt something,  
how can love happen  
how does love happen,  

I watched the shadows joining together  
I don't think that is love,  
searching in back rooms, crowded bars  
I saw no love there, only pity,  
I looked out my window, no love there  

what kind of love hides  
nothing said, no compromising,  
maybe I misunderstood her kind words  
they affected me like love  
if I knew what love really felt like  
how can I love her, is it real  
silence said it felt real  
she was nice to me, is that love  
no one had been nice to me  
I wait in the pouring rain, washing myself  
washing this unknowing away  
how does someone know to breathe  
when you have never tasted air  
when she comes too close, I get afraid  
I have never been in love before  
just watching love, I was curious,  
dressing myself in a suit of love  
I think I have stumbled  
or I was pushed,  
I lay still, love dripping from my wound  
slowly, it dripped and puddled away  
now, I am empty of love, someone  
tell me, what is love
I still feel something
Written by BeginningPoet
Published | Edited 23rd Sep 2020
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