Just a sad little love poem.

Just another depressing heartbreak poem. Reviews and constructive criticism are appreciated

Just a depressing little poem a wrote, but that's to be expected isn't it?

My first rejection from another girl.

Not all wedding bells ring with joy...

Cameron una chica, que aparentemente, lo tiene todo: amigos, dinero, un coche y unos hermanos amorosos. Cree que lo ah tenido todo, hasta que conoce al chico de ojos grises de la librería del centro que causa un sentimiento desconocido en ella.

Delusions Bubbles Gifts Shards

Memories of a past love. Dedicated to a friend.

...and what it came down to mean. Excerpts.

...on the science of love. Tercets.

Faced with a depth of emotion so overpowering one must accept the crushing onslaught of feeling and live with the consequences of such a connection.

Sometimes all you can ask of someone is that they pretend.

Dear Lover...

Un breve poema sobre lo que se siente amar a alguien que no te puede amar.

I wrote this after watching the man I loved walk away.

or is yet to be found.

One day whilst i was randomly thinking about my ex i decided i wanted to know how he was doing these days so I looked him up on facebook and when he appeared a sudden pain of heart ache filled my chest and it so hapens that the song that once was "ours" was playing so that made everything go blah so i dedicated this song to him for i miss him very much but dsadly he'll never know

When a best friend stands between two, and see's the thunder approach... These are the only words that can leave his lips as the perfect relationship between two best friends dies. My description of my two best friends break up, written in a little more than a minute.

some parts of my mind are in this poem, love, dark, horror, angst...just read it :)

When you've got more on your mind than you should have...when every action is dominated by thoughts which shouldn't be there in the first place...when you can't function because of what they've done...

It isn't always at first sight. It isn't always a clear beginning and end. But then...when?

The pureness of first discovery. So uncomplicated. So easy.

A romantic poem about copulating.

Strong emotions... sometimes good, mostly bad.

Nothing ever stays forever...