♥Random Poems♥

These are just random poems I've come across while searching the Internet, I've found most or all apply to me.

I wish life had a map, so i could take a look every now and again just to make sure I'm going the right was so i don't get lost, cause guess what, I'm way beyond lost right now, i have no idea what I'm doing, I'm just wandering around, you have led me to unknown roads, where do i go from here?

I'm Afraid To that i wont ever love anybody else, only you, and that you don't even love me back...  Suddenly there's reality, Harsh painful reality, at that moment you realize how stupid and desperate you are, and then you intend to forget him, to do normal again, and you are really trying that, really, until dreams and hope tap on your shoulder... Again.

This is for everyone who is disappointed in love, for all those people who's hearts are broken in silence, Or Loud and clear, who are afraid to love. for everyone who thinks they are not good enough to love. For all the people who love someone who doesn't love them back. for the people who are secretly in love, for those who have never really loved somebody. For the ones who need somebody to love, this is for all whose love is fading away... Please never stop believing in love, Never Ever, love is bigger than we always expected it to be, we only see our little piece of the puzzle., but there's SO much more,. it has a lot of surprises in store, maybe not now, but someday, it will be alright, someday all the puzzle pieces will fall in to place. I PROMISE.

You know, i tried it, i really did, to look at other men, i try to look at them the way i look at you, but its so different. i look at them with you in my head, i compare everyone with you, nobody wins. its just not fair. they're not sweet enough, they;re not cute enough or not funny enough, or they are too tough, or too sad or stupid. there is always something wrong, but not with you, you are really perfect.
Ooh Wait, i see, love really is blind...

Yes, I love him. I love him more than anyone else in this world and there is nothing that I would like better than to hold on to him forever. But I know it’s not for the best. So no matter how much my heart is going to break, I’ve got to let him go so he can know just how much I love him. Maybe if I’m lucky, he’ll come back. But if not, I can make it through this...

Sometimes, when I get really lonely at night and I don’t know what to do, I wrap my arms around my teddy bear as tightly as I can, pretending that I’m really holding on to you. I do this because I miss you so much and it seems as if hugging my bear makes the pain go away. Every once in a while it feels the same as when I’m with you, except your arms don’t tighten around me. Okay, it isn’t the same, in fact, it kinda makes me feel even lonelier. It isn’t you in my arms, but I do it anyway. Because I don’t feel like giving up hope cause it brought me to you in the first place. And maybe one day, when I’ve kept my hope long enough, I won’t have to pretend you’re my teddy bear.

I’m sorry if you don’t wanna talk to me as much as I wanna talk to you. I’m sorry if I tell you about my pointless drama when you don’t care. I'm sorry I constantly want to be with you and see you. I’m sorry if I think about you too much and too often. I’m sorry if I say things that might piss you off. I'm sorry I constantly want to talk to you.  I’m sorry if I come off as clingy; but its just me missing you. ♥                                        

No girl is perfect. She cries, nags, demands, assumes and get jealous, but she also supports, understands, cheers, cares and loves. A girl will always be a girl and at the end of the day, she's certain of one thing: SHE LOVES HIS MAN ENOUGH THAT SHE'S WILLING TO GET HURT.

Those days.
Days when one bad thing leads to another. Escape to your room, hold back the tears, shut your door and collapse. you press yourself against the door and cry. cry to be held, cry to be helped. cry to be loved. but you're on your own in this fight, and as the darkness captures your soul, you feel like it will never stop. But then you remember, you can cry, you can break down, but you must fight.

People say sticks and stones may break your bones but words can never hurt you, that not true. Words can hurt you, they hurt me, things were said to me, that i still have not forgotten...