



LOVE
The Human Condition
Written by: Mikel Rome
You represent a piece of me that’s missing.
A sense of stability in my life that’s gone, a memory that’s permanently burned into the back of my brain.
You made me feel desired when no one else did.
Since then I feel lost, wandering aimlessly without reason.
I’m afraid that I will never find anyone who makes me feel the same, it was as if everything else was null when I was with you.
I met you a summers day, on a hot day, fragmented mind and love, I cant breath and I’m unable to speak because I sit at the edge of my seat waiting for you to say something, anything at all, waiting for myself to give into commitment, to be vulnerable, to give into my own emotions and pleasures.
Warm skin pressed against cold glass as we feel each others souls filling with our deepest desires, it’s a human condition to love someone this much, it’s a human condition to feel stuck.
I feel stuck.
In a whirlwind of intimacy and love I feel stuck, or maybe just love struck, I feel stuck and I don’t know how I can say it, there’s nothing stopping me from walking away and yet I stay time and time again.
I’m in love with you.
I’m in love with you but I can’t be.
Fuck I’m in love with you.
Im blinded by your beauty, the waves of comfort and passion flowing over me, I wouldn’t wish this level of passion on my worst enemy, I wish there was a way I could know that there’s someone else out there waiting for the sweet caress of my name from their lips, someone else that sees the world in the beautifully twisted way it really is.
And still even now our souls bond with the force of a thousand suns, as your name drips from the tip of my tongue, I fall in love with you all over again.
Sometimes it still feels like I could be your lover, or your friend, or even an acquaintance you speak to now and then, but more than anything I just don’t want this story to end.
And after all that being said, it hurts a little less knowing that you’re happy now.
( I wrote this at 3AM in 7 minutes)
LOVE
(I wrote this after I had been broken up with by my first high school boyfriend)
FALLING IN LOVE
Falling in love What a strange way to say it
Why is it called falling?
Is it because the other person Picks you back up?
Or do they leave you there to Cry
FALLING IN LOVE
Written by: Sunny
Different Now
Written by: Anonymous
LOVE
waves hitting the rocks on the beach the sound how peaceful it was
that’s where i want to be where for one moment my thoughts were silenced for once. when i imagined myself there
I saw you
You were by my side
Laughing, smiling, happy
Just like the old days
the only thing is i don’t think you belong there anymore you make me feel safe but not like you used it.
I’m not sure if it’s because you hurt me
Or if it’s because i’m different now
You said i was different now
Is that a good thing
How did you mean that how was i supposed to take that
you said
“it’s not a bad thing you are just different now”
An Old Friend
Written by: Anonymous
Sad
Chasing
He was once held in the dark room
Looking for comfort and finding none
He was once held by the judgements of others
For not adhering to their standards
He was once held by the rantipole
Simply for his desire to love
He is engulfed by the judgement of himself
For if he is not good for himself, who else is he good for?
Novaturience was the solution
To persevere, to change, to evolve
A mask, for protection
Strength, for protection
Alienation, for protection
He needed to reject himself before anyone else could
He couldn’t allow her to come in, for he was flawed and she was naïve
He runs
Runs, runs, runs, towards the light
With each step, the light brightens
Eventually, blindingly so, where the light is all he knows
If he runs far enough
If he runs fast enough
If he runs strong enough
Maybe
Just maybe
He can be good enough
Do you know what love is?
Written by: Ikaris Bard
LOVE
Do you know what love is?
Hell, do I know what love is?
I once thought it was the caressing of skin.
One sided sacrifice.
Talking about compromise.
Then follow the unfulfilled promises.
That was before I met him.
Before I got communication.
Before I found out what a stomach full of butterflies felt like.
Before I saw him smile at something I said.
Me! My words!
Before I knew what envy felt like.
Envious of his looks to others.
Him smiling at them.
Knowing someone else is on his mind when he goes to bed.
When I’m stuck thinking only about him.
Hoping one day, somehow, someway
He might love me.
Like how I’ve grown to love him.
Bucket List
Written by: Jayke
Hopeful / Youth
I'm still young and full of life
Wanna look at a picture of a husband and wife
Wanna run through the carts of a moving train
Wanna take my lover's hand and dance in the rain
Wanna feel the wind blow through my hair
Wish life was just a little bit more fair
Wanna jump off a ledge into a lake
Wanna learn how to properly bake
Wanna run through the streets with all my friends
Just to see how this life ends
Wanna walk along the rickety train tracks
Wanna explore old abandoned shacks
Wanna swim in crystal clear water
Wanna grow up and have a daughter
Just a few things on my bucket list
And watch Time around Me slowly shift