Is It...?

• Artist: Beautiful Broken Rose
• Description: This is a poem I wrote yesterday. I wasn't really thinking, I just started writing about him. I'm stuck in a bind with a guy that I like, but I'm scared so...I don't know if we will go out or not. I think I'm in love with him. What do you think? (I was in math class, not paying attention to what I was writing, then I looked down and realized that I had written this while thinking about seeing him after class. I'm obsessed, huh?)
• Date: 10/10/2009
• Tags: love undecided

Brown pools of honesty, their gentleness captivating;
soft wavy hazel hair, it's length so aggrivating.

But it matters not if you're the 'ideal' man for me,
my imagination means nothing anymore you see.

For the trust is, I think I love you.
I've pondered, so I know this feelings true.

But I'm a stranger to this emotion called love,
for the 'love' of my mother was quite rough.

So how can I be sure this isn't simply lust?
Can this 'love' be real, or is it unjust?

For I want to be sure, so I can prepare my heart,
if it's not love, then it won't fall apart.

But if it is, well then I'll be ready to fall through.
Honestly, I don't know if you need me as I need you.

So should I risk the final shattered piece,
simply to make love's aching-longing pain cease?

Comments

[Salamoona]

Really cool poem. I think a lot of us go through this sometime in our lives. And no, it doesn't sound like your obsessed at all. wink Lovely poem, write more!

[Anolinde]

I really liked your poem, straight from the heart, I can identify with parts of it, keep up the good work.

[TheApocalypticZombie]

wow this peom is ralley good!