Love Poem by Ariana Love

What is love?
I don't believe
That it won't ever
Fill you with grieve

It's not just about
Your angel from above
You're not always in heaven
It's not always pretty like a dove

When you're loved
It's a miracle
When you love
All is a fable.

Love could hurt
And love could heal
Your heart could be broken
And still feel.

Feel the pain inside
Or feel the sweetness
Of the love
With the one you caress.

You'll live a dream
And a fantasy
Then it's back to hell
And reality.

You see, my dear
This is all for your good
Just don't want you being treated
Like a piece of wood.

This is not to hurt you
But to hurt those who are
To prove to them
They can't go far.

Us girls are romantic
But we know good and bad.
We know the guys
Who try to make us sad.

We still have dignity
We still have pride
We have no reason
To run or to hide.

If you're so lucky
To have the one
You don't have to listen
'Cause Cupid had come.