I'm afraid
My expectations for love are too great
That when I finally get a chance
I'll be left disappointed with my circumstance
Love should just let me be
It's luster is diminished
As it makes a fool out of me
No.
Love is for the empty
And naive
The ones who wear their heart on their sleeve
The ones who think to love
And to be loved in return
Is something you can hope to earn
So I have love and the grip it has on me
Clinging to an idea
Rather than reality
Wanting to jump into a movie
And feel the same fire
Pretending it's not scripted desire
Hoping for something unreal
Breeds discontent
And will only break my heart in the end.
Very good poem Aria, it touched me in ways i can't describe, keep up the good work you are an excellent writer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this. It's human and honest. Fav. lines: Clinging to an idea Rather than reality. Wanting to jump into a movie. And feel the same fire. Pretending it's not scripted desire. Thanks for sharing.