The hatred of love

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

How love can be difficult but something is keeping you to hold on, hope you can relate in some way.

The first time I kissed you,

The flames ignite in my heart and all through my body.

The butterflies flapping their wings faster than ever,

My stomach going crazy like I am on falling from the highest rollercoaster in the world.

Like I'm on a beautiful romantic moment,

On a cruise with you cuddling into each other on a beautiful sunset,

All this going on in my head,

Fireworks going off and everything is so beautiful,

A feeling I will never forget.

 

But then things seem to change...

 

Arguments break out,

Drama takes over romance.

Hate takes over love,

Bombs take over fireworks.

Feeling like the cruise is going to sink,

Like I am all of a sudden on Titanic,

Like the ships about to sink and my heart is sinking with it.

Like the beautiful romantic moment has turned into my worse nightmare.

I'm running away from something I cannot see,

I cannot touch...

I can only feel,

Yet I am running as fast as I can which is only making the beautiful landscape turn into a dark horrible forest.

Like my fire ignited body has just been pushed into a pool of freezing water,

And my ferocious fire has turned into a fearsome little flame.

 

But I am holding on to what I have because something is telling me everything will be okay,

Like I have smashed a detailed china piece,

But I will sit and mend it together, no matter how long it takes.

Like I am in the middle of the ocean,

But I will fight to stay above the water, no matter how tired i am.

I will keep going until the flame turns back to the ferocious fire,

Until I find the beautiful landscape where i once belonged,

Until my nightmare turns back into a beautiful dream,

Until the bombs all blow up and the dust clears up.

I will go back up the rollercoaster to experience the exhilarating drop in my stomach again when I kiss you,

To awaken the butterflies,

So the drama turns into romance,

So I can get out of the freezing cold water,

And my flame builds to a fire to warm me up again,

And so our hate can finally turn back into love.

 

 

 

 
 


Submitted: April 23, 2012

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Stormbird Throneshaker

Excellent. Love is surviving those unloving times in our lives.

Mon, April 23rd, 2012 11:53pm

soul seeker

~~ i love this ~

Tue, April 24th, 2012 8:40pm

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