Fooling Myself

by Shawna *leo* - Not entered



Is love real?
Or is love only something you feel?
Is love meant for heartbrakes?
It's surprising how much happiness it takes.

Never again shall I smile,
For if so, it will be a while.
Perhaps I don't understand,
Because no one would hold my hand.

You said you would,
Perhaps I misunderstood.
Maybe this was the love I never had,
But love could never be this bad.

Reason for writing:

    Um...I don't know.I'm listening to John Lennon, so I'm in one of those weird moods.Maybe this poem makes no sense, maybe it does.I don't know, do you? I'm only 15...I don't know what love is but at times, this is what it seems like.
    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1996-10-18 19:16:15
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:39:04
Poem ID: 45842

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