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Your Own Unigue Love

Jennifer F., Manchester, CT By BelieveInLoveAtFirstSight, Manchester, CT

I remember when everything was good
Everyone did what was needed
Everything was normal.
But what exactly happened?
The world isn't the same.
I remember when there was a thing called love
Nowadays it is just so hard to find
Everyone is out to get your heart and break it
As if you asked for it
Everybody doesn't comprehend how to treat one another
Its all based on if your "cool" or not
Nobody cares whether they are loved.
All there are is players out there.
What happened?
No one can get love like in a fairytale
Then again, who would?
Wouldn't we much rather prefer our own love?
Love that is so special its unique?
Love that no other couple could have even if they wanted.
Something so special, you never want to let it go
Its your love
To keep, hold, protect, nurture, care for.

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2 comment(s)
I really love your last line. It basically sums everything up really well. My favorite part is where you said that there used to be a thing called love. It's really unique of you to say that, considering that, yes, today's society seems to be only freeloaders etc. This is a fantastic analogy. Great job.
Dec. 19, 2012 at 6:04 PM • Report
Thank you! Exactly my point. In this world and how it is put together you barely even know what love is. In this poem I am trying to prove that you can't have a definition on love, since it effects each one differently. Thats why it's "Unique Love" Since everyone sees it differently. Yes people can all get butterflies but it is all different. Whether it is different types of butterflies or not. Thanks for the feedback, I really appreciate it.
Dec. 28, 2012 at 10:12 AM • Report