Love is something I think of everyday.
Will my love life will be something like what I read about everyday?
Or will be a disaster?
Have I met my love? Or I will meet him during college? Or afterwards?
Will we slow dance day and night in our living room to my favorite songs?
Or will we yell at each other every night?
Will we sit and cuddle all day?
Or will we sleep in different rooms because we can't stand each other?
Love makes me excited yet terrified.
Not all books I've read ended well.
Not all relationships I've seen are going well.
Who will I end up like?
My fictional characters or the people I know?
Will I live to find the love of my life or wish for death to come soon because of my love?
I want the love I spend every minute I spent my life reading about;
Slow dancing in the kitchen in my own house,
Sleep with him hugging me from the back,
Cuddle while watching movies,
He'd listen to me rant about my books and be as excited as I am,
He'd notice when I am feeling down and he'll be there for me,
He'd patiently listen to be trying to express my ideas then he'd complete them with words beautifully spoken,
He'd talk things our whenever we argue,
I just want someone who would complete me.
But will I get that?
Will I truly get the love Iam dreaming of or will I stay in misery because of the love I'll have?
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PoetryHeya! This is basically a collection of like idk if it would be considered as poems but I'll call them that they vary from poems to just thoughts and stuff I never get to say out loud if u have any negative comments please keep them to urself. ps...
