Poems

Yet

Love is a strange thing,

people look for it,

and may never find it,

but they keep looking.

Why do they keep looking?

Because if they never find it,

its just a disappointment,

and it hurts.

Maybe they keep looking because they have hope,

hope that one day,

they may find it.

But it's risky isn't it?

Looking for something that may not even exist.

Because how would you know,

that love exists,

if you haven't found it yet.

Yet.

That's the word everyone uses,

when they still believe in something.

They believe its there,

but they just haven't found it,

yet.

So that's the reason,

there is hope behind that one word,

yet.

But once yet is gone,

there is no hope,

no maybe,

no yet.

It's all gone.

In a matter of seconds,

you've lost all hope on love.