I AM JUST TRYING TO BE IN LOVE (series)

Tue, 05/21/2013 - 13:55 -- z.moore

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42° 22' 9.0768" N, 83° 22' 5.7144" W

I AM JUST TRYING TO BE IN LOVE BUT I CAN’T STAY IN ONE PLACE

somebody gave me wings
so I could fly away
from every place
I ever wanted to stay

they told me
that having it all
isn’t worth it

I haven’t decided if I believe them
but I sure as hell want more than I got

I AM JUST TRYING TO BE IN LOVE AND THERE IS LITERALLY NOTHING WRONG WITH ME

do you like polka dots
do you like things that smell nice
do you like folk music
do you like women
do you like dessert
do you like the color red
do you like sleeping
do you like going places
do you like laundry
do you like free things
do you like you

I AM JUST TRYING TO BE IN LOVE BUT NO ONE SEEMS TO LIKE ME THAT MUCH

I say shhhhhhhhhhh
I say shhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiittttttttttttttt

forced silence and physical pain are the same thing
what is the difference between being alone and being in love
one hurts a lot and the other hurts a lot too

I AM JUST TRYING TO BE IN LOVE BUT I DON’T THINK ANYONE GETS THIS

do you know what it is like
to have a song stuck in your head
for four thousand years

neither do I

but this song sounds like
the way your chest rises and falls
and the way your face feels
when you’re happy
and haven’t shaved for a couple days

do you know how I know this
because I don’t

I AM JUST TYRING TO BE IN LOVE BUT I KEEP WRITING THESE POEMS

I will only stop if you say you love me and you mean it
or I could stop if you just sleep with me
or maybe even if you just kiss me

I am getting really tired of writing poems
but the love thing is imminent
and I don’t think it will subside
unless you nod at me in acknowledgement

I will take this to mean you are deeply in love and we are soul mates and I can stop writing these poems because no one else in the world will ever love me as much as you do and it is all pointless

I AM JUST TRYING TO BE IN LOVE BUT MAYBE I AM NOT

who can tell me how much it costs to buy a dozen roses
and what color is best

is it possible that I could buy these roses myself
or is the whole love thing that someone else has to buy them

since when did we begin to string together consumerism and amorous sentiments

I am stringing together two things in the hope
that someone will understand me
and fall in love with me
and buy me roses using my own money

that is what people in love do
they steal from each other

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