Indescribable..

If there was anything more I could say about love

If I could talk about it anymore

If I could feel it anymore

If I could share my feelings about it any more

I guess I would say that love is….

Love is….

Well, that’s just that.

Love is truly indescribable.

Love is indescribable because

There isn’t one definition

Love can be terrible

Love can be beautiful

Love can be beyond the scope of our recognition

I’ve had love

I’ve lost love

I’ve witnessed love

And I’ve witnessed love losing

It’s all simply confusing

When I think about love

I don’t know exactly how to feel…

When I think about love…

First, I get the feeling of anger

Or pain and regret

Of sadness and lonliness

Despair…emptiness…

As if love took away everything

Left me vulnerable, pitiful….

Good for nothing

But when love is good, love is amazing

Love makes you feel like the top of the world

Love is the best feeling, heartbreak is the worst

But love and heartbreak go hand-in-hand

The greatest paradox of the universe

I’m often asked…why are all my poems about love?

Why are they so sulky? Why can’t they be fun?

I guess I’m just a heartbroken soul.

Heartbroken and in love. What a terrible role…

I’ll never understand why I’m so intrigued by love

Why I want it so bad…why I yearn for it so…

I guess it’s because I’ve experienced it.

I’ve had love

I’ve lost love

I’ve witnessed love

And I’ve witnessed love losing

So I guess it is confusing,

The reason why I want it again.

After seeing the pain it has caused

After feeling the pain that I am in.

But that other feeling, that other feeling

That comes from deep within

That euphoric feeling that love brings

That’s why I need it.

I guess I just need that feeling again.

That addiction, but rehab is not my friend

I just want that feeling again.

I want to feel love as if love has no end

And if I could talk about love

Or ever feel it again

I would say that love is…

An indescribable dead-end.