I'm obsessed with poems about love. the different perspectives on love, heart break and everything in between. And my obsession has grown. Not into a desire for an epic love story of my own but into fear. So no, I don't fear failure or death. My biggest fear is never experiencing it, that epic love. The one the poets write so beautifully about. I don't fear never been loved, I fear never loving someone so deep Never letting myself being lost in something as pure as the unfiltered words of a poet. If your reading this, it's my heart and I hope you change it.
she loved those smiles that hid her tears
those laughs so coarse her throat hurt
she loved the solitude and the way the silence sounded, because in her ears they were beautiful symphonies.
she loved the awkward look she got when she was simply being herself.
she loved the way it made her feel unique and without a care
and how she loved their laughter and their some what sincere smiles because they made her know she was not a part of them and would never be.
she loved those noisy nights when all she heard was her voice calming her through it.
she loved, ooh how she loved who she was and wasn’t afraid to show it.
and she loved. Loved him who wasn’t afraid either. Not afraid to see her for who she truly was. Whoever that was, for she was yet to discover.
but most especially, she loved that he loved her back.