valentines poem: love, feeling

love.


a thing

which we treasure

adore

and believe in

and we feel 

and cherish it.


yet we despise 

to

    feel

        such 

             things

                    for

                          a

                              person.


yet we celebrate its triumphs,

and destroy its downfall.


love, a feeling

an understanding 

something that may be reciprocated.


we celebrate it

it always wins, triumphs

it makes us cry

and laugh

and make us feel


like

we’re 

on

top

of

the

world


ah, the things i’d do to be loved.


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