A poem on recognizing love’s limits.

You would be adored.

Bitter tears can sting.

Dreams can have both a positive and negative effect on you.

The thing about a poet and poetry….sometimes it’s all right if it isn’t persuasive or apparently has no purpose or can not be interpreted. Every word has meaning and originates from train of thought. Just have fun. Be true to yourself even if no one can make something of your work. Everyone can enjoy a good challenge. Above all you are the one that knows exactly what your talking about and that’s what truely matters. But always remember, I guarentee you that what you say is never unheard. There is someone who listens to everything you have to say. :3.

Relationships come on leaps and bounds.

I piece of writing that was lying around that I must have written mid thought. I kind of like how it came out in a monologue kind of way.

You know you want to be one too.

How much do i want to love?