Love Can Hurt. - Poem by Moana Tuigamala
My pride has blind me,
My heart has deceived me.
I feel speechless,
Motionless of what I have done.
My emtions confused,
My memories taunt me.
Your reflection on my mind,
Your words echoing in my ears.
The thought of you everyday,
While I thought of a way.
To make it up to you,
To prove that I truly love you.
To tell you how I truly feel,
Yet, something holds me back.
F*** this pride that I feel,
Holding me back from what's real.
No one can see nor know,
What I think and how I feel.
If only they can see,
The burden I have in me.
I may smile and be nice,
I may be gentle and be kind.
But deep inside I'm hurt,
I'm crying out loud but no one can hear.
I miss your smile,
I miss your voice.
I miss your hugs,
I even miss your jokes.
No word is suitable to explain,
The burden I have and the pain.
Although it has only been a few days,
But to me it seems to be a few years.
When are we ever going to talk,
To each other the proper way?
Or the question should be,
Are we ever going to talk to each other ever again?
It stabs my heart,
To even think that way.
I have no choice,
But to say it out in any way.
I feel obssessed in my own little world,
I feel cold but no one is here to give me a hug.
You might think my words mean nothing,
That I'm just playing with you and trippin'.
You can think whatever you like,
But these words aren't from my mind.
To you, they may be blunt or sharp,
But truly I say that they're from my heart.
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