Soon into my life I learned-
Love is tricky
It's like a sport- it takes practice
It's okay to be a little picky
You have to love yourself
That's the most important thing
Especially before you love someone else
Otherwise you'll regret the feeling
Almost four years of my life
Been through six relationships
Dated two people two times over
They took me on wild rides like field trips
That makes it so hard to get over
Four months
Three months
Then another two months
One month
Three days
Then another two days
Maybe not in that order
Frequently feelings
Is that a new mental disorder?
I can't love someone else if I don't love myself
I'm struggling to get out of the struggle
Just to struggle some more
Love is like flying blind for me
Why can't I move on like you did so easily?
With me, it comes straight from the heart
The heart that's been turned to ashes
From how many times I've been burned
In my mind all I hear are crashes
Things going everywhere, I'm going ballistic
I've snapped; now I'm seeing flashes
Flashbacks of what we used to be
Good times- those are gone now
Why are things the way they are with us?
I just wonder how...
You have to complete yourself
That's the way to love
Be independent before finding a partner
That's how to love
I wasn't thinking straight
Love is complex
Sometimes we get lost in the translation
But over the years
I've built up frustration
And I've learned one piece of advice
Love in moderation
YOU ARE READING
The Love and Wise
PoetryA brain of mine is to be considered Wise. A soul like mine craves Love. A being like me needs Love to survive. A Wise brain with a Loving soul don't mix. Take a trip with me And observe the war.
