Will I be able to find a guy
like the one, they show in the movies
in their cute and romantic world
or is it just a fantasy.
Is the love they show is true
Is a person that passionate about love
that they sacrifice their biggest dream
just to be with that one person
is there this thing we call love
or is it just the attachment
for the time being and after that
you compromise with things
Does true love exists
or am I just dreaming the fantasy, fantasy
to hold hands, to talk till the late-nights and until the sun rises,
get drunk, to share our soul. to love and be loved, to be a baby once again,
to be oneself, spill the things out of my mind, talk about the darkest secret, share each other's playlist, adopt a pet, travel, wake up together, to be our truest self and most of all to feel special.
Will, I discover the thing called love,
I will ever be loved
You know I am scared, scared that
this will be fulfilled only in my dreams.
There may be someone waiting for me
to be by my side, to hug me, to fulfill all the dreams together,
to not make me feel lonely anymore.
There must be someone who will only be mine
The one who will be made for me
If it is fulfilled only in dreams,
I don't want to wakeup anymore
I am tired,
I am tired of feeling lonely
tired of longing for a hug
tired of seeking care and
yes, I am tired of dreaming about the fantasy world full of love.
- Author: mystic flower ( Offline)
- Published: May 24th, 2021 11:11
- Category: Love
- Views: 33
Comments1
maybe, you might find it less tiring
to first: love yourself
find spending time alone
without the distractions
of entertainment or friends, somewhat bearable
and then, this whole warped notion of love
that you find so tormenting, will soon be forgotten
allowing - for a new day of untainted opportunity
to begin...
just, maybe
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