it's one of those 'pour your heart out' poems.
i just need to write it, just so that i know on those long crazy nights i'm not going insane, it was true, it was real.


time and time again, i seem to fall in love.



that first moment, that first glance
my heart melted just for you
i silently pleaded, i silently prayed
that one day we'd meet again
and yet here i am
on my knees yet again, yet again
i love you! i want to scream from the top of the world
i love you! i want you to hear me yell
i wish you knew, i wish you'd feel
the way i do, the way i feel
my heart bursts with joy
beyond your comprehension
sometimes beyond mine
how can it be so
that you don't love me more?
i search long and hard for a fault
that you may see in me
a reason you don't love me
and those long, so terribly long
nights become so much harder to bear
the more i pull myself away
the more i tell myself it wasn't real
the more i seem to fall in love, the more i believe
everything about you, there's something in your eyes
i can't breathe when you talk to me
i can't breathe when you don't
why is it that love never has that ending?
that happy hollywood ending everyone desires?

i wish i knew what was wrong with me
i wish i knew what i could change so you would love me
the way i love you.



Poetry by Caoimhe Murphy
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Written on 2008-04-10 at 17:47

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Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
There is nothing wrong with you and thats what hurts, we all ironically want to put it down to some fault - and even trying to change yourself wouldn't make it right - but it hurts a lot - definite feelings of pain and hurt in this and those questions that have no answers

Elle x
2008-04-10


Callisto Jean
The thing with love is that you don't choose who you fall in love with but if he doesn't love you for you he's not worth it.

Gahhh I hate contradictory "they said" sayings like that. I wish we really did have strict guidelines when it comes to love. (Which reminds me, we still have yet to write it...) Then if love did have guidelines, sure it wouldn't hurt as much. But it wouldn't be as sweet, as rewarding, as heavenly.

Self-doubt is horrible. But I think arrogance is worse. Is it bad that we prefer being hopeless to feeling so certain?
2008-04-10