Love Stories Poem by Anita Khelawan

I'll be there to love you
Hold you
Console you
Protect you
Always love you

Ah doesn't that sound great
Oh Love stories I cant wait
To experience this with my mate
Our own love stories we'd create

As a child watching Indian movies
The girl argues with the man
She turns her back ready to give it all away
As she steps the man sternly yet gently hold her hand and the music starts to play
she looks back with one tear signifying that all her pain faded away
I yearned for that kind of romance
Romance me tell that you're afraid to let me go
Tell me that "I'm anything but fine. I feel like the sun has set and not risen for five days, . I'm in perpetual night here
Tell me how you really feel.

When I cry I hoped you'd be there
When I'm sick you'd come to my care
When I'm alone you'd remind me that you're here

Oh love stories what have you done
Raised my expectation created a false persona
Of a love so greater

I hurt so bad, I don't think there's a cure
I hurt so bad, and I still love you forever more
What's wrong with me...
I allow you to abuse me
I don't like it but
It's like in the midst of it all
Where is my love story
Did you change the channel I can't find my Indian movie

I ask God for an insight to my future
Just to show me if my days would get better
Am I a destined child will I ever be a survivor

I hurt
I'm not sure about love anymore
I'm lost and confused
Can my love be salvage?
Maybe with a genuine apology
I'm hurt
Demise by Love Stories

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Anita Khelawan 07/06/2014