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Dorissexoxo

Location: United States

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Member Since: July 2019

Last online: July 2019

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He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

 

Everyone has a burning desire to love someone.

I have this for someone who now has love for me from little to none. 

The love we had together was such a beautiful sight.

But later was not the case for he fell out of love and did not want to fight.

Of course two halves of a heart cannot live without the other.

I sit and I stare into my mind. 

It’s jumbled and mixed which is why I’m so blind.

My head is telling me, erase this love you have so dearly for him.

He doesn’t love you for he is gone and has drifted away.

But wait, if I can change, he will love me again someday.

NO! He loves me, he loves me not.

My parents say you are too young for this kind of feeling

 unless it is for someone in your family tree.

But yet this cannot be.

I love him, it grows every time I see his face.

And when he smiles my heart goes faster a pace.

So if I am too young, why do I feel this way.

Is there something wrong with me, if so, should I not say.

I remember the time the kiss of love was brought upon my lips.

The love passed through me and even passed below my hips.

‘Tis was a magical evening that I could not get out my head.

This will never happen to him for his love for me is dead.

But wait, what if he has these memories locked inside a safe.

NO! He loves me, he loves me not.

If only he would tell me why our love could last no longer.

But he did not, so I was left to sit and ponder.

This poem is yet so bad, for no one will ever understand.

I’m falling down deep into the love that is quicksand.

With every word written into this poem my heart cries.

There is no way he will love me his love for me dies.

But wait, this could be lies.

Maybe he needs time to…

NO! He loves me, he loves me not.

But you don’t understand.

My love is more than just a stage In the life of a teen. 

My love is real and grows like chocolate from a bean.

I want him. I need him. What is the truth.

I have written this poem with all my youth.

How can you lay down at night 

knowing that the one you once loved Is suffering from pain.

Go ahead and say it. Call her by her name to at least keep her brain insane.

Go ahead. Smile with the charm you have to make her think she has a chance.

There you go again standing there with this perfect little stance.

You said you loved me. You did so many times.

That’s all it took to make me write this with so many rhymes.

I’m here my love. With arms open wide.

No I won’t hide. Come I’ll take you back inside.

NO! He loves me, he loves me not.

Why can’t he just see how much pain I’m in.

He took our ribbon and cut it without hesitation.

I want to give up. My love is stretching out too thin.

How long shall I wait. Can’t you see how long it has been.

This is absurd, he will never read this poem and will never change.

But wait, what if he does and will change his..

NO! He loves me, he loves me not.

So I end this poem sad In despair.

For the man, the boy I love…

Is gone.

He loves me not.

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