i am terrified of what will become of this
will this love still be here? will it exist?
i am sorry that i am not the best
i know i can be annoying, but i guess im obsessed
i might act crazy and unreasonable at times
all i can say is that i love you, is that a crime?
my whole life i have waited for you
i waited for a love that is true
but lets admit you can have your moments as well
and yet you have me under you magical spell
i do not care that we are not perfect, no one ever is
with you i am happy, i feel bliss
I have once read a column written by a Doctor who has studied Love on its physical side… he came to understand and admit that love is not just merely a feeling that the whole limbic system feels, but instead, it includes our way of thinking. Some people uses the word practicality in choosing their life partners and partner’s to be. While some people uses mercy, for they don’t want to hurt the heart that loves, they compromise… though others just merely follow their feelings without even using their minds. In anyways, each person’s has their own reasons in doing things according to their belief, philosophy and whatever standing in life. “What will become of this love” caught my attention… it is only seldom asked by those who loved without thinking of something in return, though unconditional love seldom happens, a person who loves wish to be loved as well. And that’s when the thought of the title begins. The wordings of the poem rings so true… it is the way people who are in-love usually do. At times they seems like crazy, so hard to spell… without realizing that their being obsessed with their partners kills the relationship which all of us must be aware of. Good luck! I wish for you to write more… I’ll just be around, reading! Keep Smiling :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I know how that poem feels. I want to show my girlfriend this and see what she thinks of it.This is a very good poem.☺ ☺ ☺ ☺ ☺ ☺