Love is a funny word
wrapped in ribbons and tongues
To me
love doesn't exist
not like it does in movies and songs
love is not some fairytale ending
soaked in true love's kiss
love is much darker than that
love is a word
drenched in lies and deceit
dragged through the dirt
and carefully placed back on its pedestal
love is an ex carving my name into her veins
Love is the girl
that falls asleep each night afraid
he might not be alive when she wakes.
Love is a boy
tortured by words of hate
Love is his world
a girl who doesn't care
how badly he bleeds for her
Love is the scar on my left ribcage
from the anxiety
her empty threats caused me
Love is selfish
Love is beaten
Love is bruised
Love is giving your heart to someone
that has no intention of caring for it
Love is the mental illness
that the boy and girl suffer from
Love is calling in sick to work
because you can't breathe
That's the love that too many of us experience
Raw
Broken
Shattered
A love that most would call abuse
A loveless exchange filled with enough lies to make one fall
the abused falls endlessly
in love with his abuser
He will call it love
But he has forgotten what love is
His thoughts consumed by the abuse
He forgets that not all love
is as dreadful as theirs
He forgets the feeling of real love
like a warm kiss on the cheek
Like opening your favorite book
for the endless time
Love like waking up in someone's arms
Love like its supposed to feel
Love is a mother singing her child a sweet lullaby
Love is Get Well Soon cards and 2 hour phone calls
Love is beautiful
Love is raw
not raw like the fresh skin
Its like the apples
he used to pick with hid family
when he was young
Its raw like his open chest
before the depression hit
before he shut down
Before his heartbeat became a constant remainder of his pain
back when he could wake up in the morning
look up at the sky shining through the window
and believe in his heart
that he was happy.
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