Take a chance. Love. Have your heart broken. Repeat.
Take a chance. Love. Have your heart broken. Repeat.
Take a chance. Love. Be dumped because of a misunderstanding. Repeat.
Take a chance. Love. Walk in on her in bed with one of your friends. Repeat.
Take a chance. Love. Find out she’s still in love with her ex who used to beat her ass regularly. Repeat.
Take a chance. Love. Find out she’s the one who stole your credit cards and ran up huge bills. Repeat.
Take a chance. Love. Find out she’s now a Muslim and she can’t marry you. Repeat.
Take a chance. Love. Find out her gay best friend is actually a straight guy she’s having sex with when you’re not around. Repeat.
Take a chance. Love. Find out there’s a warrant for her arrest. Repeat.
Take a chance. Love. Find out she’s married. Repeat.
Take a chance. Love. Find out that every one of your friends have had her before you. Repeat.
Take a chance. Love. Have your heart broken. Repeat.
Take a chance. Love. Have your heart broken. Repeat.
Take a chance.
Stand up
Fall.
Get up
and one day,
one day...
one day...
one day...
one day...
one day...
one day...
one day...
one day...
--love,
and be loved in return.
--alexgeorge
4 comments:
WOW! That was deep! My hope is that all those things have not happened to you, and if they have I admire your desire to still want to love.
Thanks, No, they haven't all happened to me, but it's a combination of what happened to my sister, friends, and myself.
I resemble this poem! I'm going to add this to my next Blog Safari. Thank you for sharing it...
peace, Villager
You're welcome! Glad someone can relate to it!
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