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I blame nobody.
I take that back;
I blame myself
For thinking you honorable
Or chivalrous
Or gentlemanly.
But no.
I was only twelve
I didn’t care
About your age;
Only your actions
And your words,
Sounding like honey
In my ear.
I wanted an older brother
But got more than that
For which I had bargained.
I thought it was love
But I was too young
To understand.
Love is patient.
You say you’ll walk me home
But you ride ahead
On your bike
Laughing at me
To catch up.
You give me a flower
Then tear of the petals,
One by one,
Until all that is left
Is an empty stalk
Love is kind.
Time passes
You see me with another;
One who respects me
And treats me like a lady,
And your eyes turn green,
Your favorite color.
I explain to you
That he and I are just friends,
But you are jealous,
And think that
You are second-best.
Love is not envious.
You always tease me:
Saying you’re taller
And older
And have more
Technological toys.
I play along
But just wish
You would give it a rest
For once.
Love is not proud or boastful.
We sneak out
To meet each other
In the middle
Of the blackest night.
I agree to this once
But then try to back out.
But you beckon me
Again and again.
I break away
And don’t show up.
So you shower me
With guilt
For leaving you
Alone.
Love is not self seeking or dishonoring of others.
I break it off.
Knowing that this is not right;
That this is not where I should be.
You are hurt;
That I can understand.
And I am sorry
For your pain.
But then you rant
With your vulgar
And hurtful words;
Words I never thought
Would belong to you.
And it opens my eyes
To who you are.
Love is not easily angered.
You blame me
And I take it,
For all you say is true.
I am impulsive and short-tempered
And so strong willed;
All to which my auburn hair
Gives too much credit.
It was my fault;
What I said and how I reacted.
But I try so hard
To think things through,
And I had thought
About the future.
And I had done
What I knew was best
For both of us.
Love keeps no record of wrongs.
I regret nothing,
No, I regret much.
But will change nothing
I said
Or felt
Or cried
Love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects,
always trusts,
always hopes,
always perseveres.
I thought that you
Were honorable
Or chivalrous
Or gentlemanly.
I thought, at least,
That you were my friend.
I thought, at most,
That you loved me
And, because of that,
Would respect me.
But you didnt.
Love never fails.
This must never have been love.
hey... so I'm thinking... OMG!! You know I've come back to review after so long..And one after the other..I'm getting all mind blowing poems.. I mean wow.. Your poem is so good... It's just whoa..gosh I don't even know what to say... It is superbly fantastic.. LOVE IT!! Keep up the awesome work!!
Harshita:)
That is life changing!! I'll never think of love as anything else now.. :3 great job!
Hello Rava100! I like this a lot, mostly because it actually explains what love ISN'T, and I thought it was cool how in between stanzas you stated what love IS. So yes, I loved this. I also thought that it was nice that this was a really long poem, and I don't think it would have been as good if it was any shorter.
-Picklesole
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