Author: Unknown
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
“I don't think so” she quickly said out loud.
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
“I know but you're just saying that”.
What have I got to do or say to get you to take me seriously?
“Try being yourself once in a while, not someone you think I'll like”
I'll be whatever you want me to be!
“Exactly but that won't be you”.
It's been going on like this for months.
She wants me to be myself.
I want her to take me seriously.
It got to a point when she said “If you loved me you'd do it for me”.
I said “If you loved me you wouldn't ask”.
What exactly is love? It's something I've thought about over and over.
She thinks she has the answer.
“What is love then” I asked her?
“It's the yearnings you get when someone you love is away from you” she said determinedly.“The melting sensation when they kiss you and the feelings of hatred when you see them talking to another woman”.
“That's love? Well I get all those feelings as well” I offered.
“You're just saying that” she said.
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Posted: Aug 2019
About this poem:
I have long been a romantic but don't think I have ever truly been in love.
I think I might have been in a sort of love when I was about 13, 14 or 15 and had huge crushes on several girls at that stage of my life but was that really love?
I know that many of my relationships were based on 'lust' not 'love' but as I don't really know what love is can I be sure. Anyway this poem, such as it is, is based on my frustration of not really knowing whether I have experienced love in my life as yet.
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