Alright, I know I’m only 19 (I’ll actually be 20 in 20 days, but this is irrelevant) and can’t know everything there is to know about love…I’m actually not even sure I know anything about love (as in not husband-wife type thing). I guess I haven’t given it much thought and I am really not interested in getting married anytime soon. Clearly, I haven’t got the ‘marriage itch’ yet but I was told to ‘give it a few years and it’ll come’. It’s just never really crossed my mind.
Sometimes, though, I need to think about this for writing a story and I have to get into the mindset of certain people in different relationships. I try to visualize and imagine how it would feel, but I really don’t know for certain. There have been a few rare instances when inspiration strikes and I want to write about love. I’ve written several ‘love poems’, I guess you could call them. I’m not sharing those with you today. It’s been a rather melancholy day, so I thought I’d share a couple of dreary and dejection poems about wayward love, yearning and people gone astray.
It wasn’t too melancholy today though, because my wonderful mother made Lemon Raspberry Muffins! Yumm! Take a look…if you’re okay being jealous:
Please, though, don’t get plagued with any kind of distress. They’re not too despondent, as they both seem to have an optimistic hue with a glimmer of hope (even if it is futile).
I Love You Still
I love you
I always have
I think about you
And what we could have had
I need you
I always will
I long to feel your touch
I love you still
I still see your face
When I close my eyes
I still remember the place
That our love let us fly
I still long for you
In the middle of the night
Won’t you come back home
So we can make things right
I really wanted to try and fit the word lugubrious into this post, but I could find no way of doing so without it seeming like I was trying to fit it in! 😉 So I’ll leave you now, for I have an essay to write, a stats test to study for and now, looming ominously on the horizon is my first final next Friday! And here I thought November was busy….
Good luck to everyone who’s still got a couple more hours of NaNoWriMo!!
- Broken Picture Frames (A Poem) (allmeanssomething.wordpress.com)
- You (Don’t Be Presumptious – This Is A Poem) (allmeanssomething.wordpress.com)
- The Saturday poem: Shakespeare (guardian.co.uk)
- “What did I do to get so black and blue?” (Another Blues Poem) (shafiqah1.wordpress.com)