Tuesday, 7 August 2007

The box in the loft

I pulled the suitcase down
from its hiding place high up
in my bedroom loft.
I brushed off the dust and opened it.
Years ago, I'd opened this suitcase
and got my heart out.
I'd decided to love despite the risk.
Chosen to take the plunge.
I wasn't going to shrink
at the sight of love.
I was going to give my heart away
and if it got broken,
I'd hold it but only till I found
someone else to give it to.
But when I met you,
you changed my way of thinking.
I didn't know a person could
hurt as much as this.
Didn't know I could
feel this much pain.
You made me afraid.
Afraid of loving anyone as
much as I love you because
then they'd have so much
power over me.
Much like you do.
So I got the suitcase out
and I'm placing my heart
back in there.
I'm putting my love for you in a box
and I'm going to lock it up forever.
Sure I'll still be your friend but
I'll never let myself love you
this much again.
Call me a coward if you will,
I'll never let myself love
another this much again.

21 comments:

  1. sorry guys about the recurring theme. will try to write something brighter next time.

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  2. Heh.
    But, still, this dark stuff is kinda in step with me right about now ... makes it the perfect thing, as in. You know.
    Anti-love and all that, you know. :o)

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  3. dont ever let the fear of good relationships gone bad deter you from finding and giving that wish you want. You hold the aces ;)

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  4. boyzIImen once sand "never let a broken heart take your chance to love again, away"...i know, it sucks, but not loving sucks even more. we made to love.

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  5. When I read your poems, I feel like you are taking the words right out of my heart but just putting them in a more coherent way. As for the recurring theme, it doesn't matter write what comes.

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  6. It hurts but when it heals and yo back in the loving business its worthy

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  7. 27th: much as right now the idea sounds good. we can't leave without love. so reverse the anti-love attitude.

    3types:thank you.

    aoko:glad that you were.

    ugo: true, besides, when your heart decides to love, its hard to say no.

    disgodkidd:true, true.

    prettylyf: glad you understand.

    believer:thank you.

    be silent:it is worthy.

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  8. I think I am turned on by powerful writing. This is such a turn on. May your heart heal - and may you find the strength to get the suitcase out over and over again.

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  9. I don't want to think about the feeling that covers you when love goes bad. Problem is we say never,never again, but years later find ourselves surrendering to love again.

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  10. I just felt u on every sentence, I dont why bt it just beat close home!!

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  11. that's a really great poem, makes you feel all the emotions.

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  12. Oh my Gosh with this i was right there with you following the hearts journey and sorrow on a similar road i too have taken(though less travelled now) and now i too am in the suitcase(the one you have painted with ink...makes sense right?

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  13. If there's anything I love, it's poetry and i love a site that's ready to unleash it at will.

    Nice work

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