Why does love always have to be a solitary act
When it comes to me?
I'm so tired
Of giving my heart away
Time and again
When there's no one on the other side
For safe-keeping.
Why is love always a solitary act?
Did I do something wrong?
Is it me or is it them?
When a pattern is this persistent,
Can it really be something external
And not a disfigurement buried
Deep underneath?
I'm exhausted
It's been years
Of almost love, almost heartbreaks.
Because when loving is a solitary act
You can't claim the cracks in your heart,
And call it a Heartbreak.
You can't claim the tears shed at 3 am
And call it a Break-down.
Because when love is a solitary act
You're the creator of your own misery
No one else
You broke your own heart
No one else
Your lonely caused the pain
No one else
You're the sole character
In the love story of your life
You and your undeterred faith-
a double-edged sword-
You'll find love one day
And it won't be a solitary act.
Love will finally be less painful.
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PoetryA collection of my poems about love, crushes, depression, feeling lonely and pretty much all the emotions I go through as an angsty teenager :P Hope you enjoy! I've been adding to this book since I was 15 (I'm 21 now). The poems get better as the b...
