Love Letters

Love Letters

Nobody writes love letters anymore,

Whatever happened to holding hands and opening her door,

There is no more true love at first sight because our first sight led to a like on some site, late on some night that you were feeling some type... of way.. Bad intentions leading us astray..

Females have too much patience for infatuation they get complacent tired of chasing their true love..

Honesty is honestly honored uncommonly, lips love laying lies, guaranteed he'll notice your hips, hair, nails, and thighs; quite the anomaly it would be, a psychological impossibility it would seem, a flaw in his philosophy would be deemed, if we meant what we said, and said what we mean...

No wonder why the world has trust issues, Lust issues, You said you were through with her! What the fuck did we just discuss? Issues.

We all pose for likes, but aren't poised for love.

We don't know how to show our emotions without emojis, thousands of friends, followers, and photos but yet we are all so, lonely.

"I've changed" "Its not even like that!" "That was the old me"

With your phone in your hand how will you ever hold me? Or show me, that you care without a double tap, look me in the eyes, see how we react, is it only physically, or do we emotionally contact.

Surrounded by old friends, strangers, and distance, but from a distance old friends and strangers don't look any different. No one wants to fall in love anymore if they can step around it, if love was a physical being, a person with a body, mind and soul, whose ultimate goal was to find companionship, so quickly she would have to abandon ship, and she would either swim or drown, Lord knows no one else would be around, because no one searches for their one and only, in this world, in this time, if Love was a person than Love would be lonely.


Too many want to be the man of the year instead of the man of the house, you'll never be able to picture yourself with someone else if you are always taking pictures of yourself, selfies/selfish, far too many have conformed its time to be rebellious.

Take back love and give back life,

There is still time, to make things right,

Romance is not dead but its barely breathing,

Give everything you have to love, for her or him, or him or her you will be dreaming, pleasing, teasing, grieving, bleeding, or breeding no matter as long as every evening you find yourself believing more and more in love.

They say you never truly stop loving your first love...

Don't be afraid to feel, don't be afraid to be real, don't be afraid of the chase, don't be afraid to compliment every freckle dimple or eyelash that is perfect fully placed on that perfectly perfect and pretty face...

Don't be afraid to run out of time, don't be afraid to call her " All Mine", love hurts and hearts break but without love hearts ache and make no mistake it is far better to love and be broken than life your whole life lacking emotion, to die with love in your heart is proof that you lived, love is the gift that we all have to give, all it takes is a blush or a touch, something that don't seem like much, can change your whole life, and it could happen tonight...

Nobody writes love letters anymore,

Whatever happened to holding hands and opening her door...

I guess its never too late though, to start living life like a very first date..


This poem is about: 
Our world




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