I have to give up!
I have to give up!
I have to give up!
I have to give up!
I have to give up!
I have to give up!
I should give up!
I should give up.
I should give up.
I should give up.
I should give up.
I should give up.
I should ....
I am tired.
Should I give up, right?
Is that meant to be right?
Only love can say try again or walk away.
But I am not the love, so all I can do is give up.
Love is not for me, I am meant to be alone.
Born alone, Live alone, Die alone.
It's just another cut at the heart, it will heal.
Praying is not enough for love, caring is not enough for love.
Love is the cruel thing for me.
Falling love is like living in the nightmare.
Can't know when it will end and even it's end it still haunt.
I have to give up.
I should give up.
I should learn the lesson before too late.
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Author:
Junes (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I love him much more than I thought I would. I can't give up easily, but I should give up. He is free bird that I don't have chance to keep. He doesn't love me. He doesn't know my feelings. I love you.
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Comments2
When we want something too much we guarantee its absence. A poem of despair that can be felt in the first lines. Desperation is felt and like a magnet pushes away its polar match. No force can align them and only by flipping poles will they come together Nicely written.
A feeling of desparation and pain in knowing what they should do but cannot, nicely expressed
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