To love is to cry

The following was written by me at 0500 on Tuesday. Honestly when I was writing it I was thinking of rap, mostly the stylings of "Immortal Technique." It is about how difficult it is to tell someone you love them (or have a crush) and trying to get over that initial awkwardness... because I am telling you right now to go tell the one you love that you love them, tell them I sent you.

What are you waiting for?


Imagine the person you love the most,

In your mind feel their heart as you hold them close.

Don't open your eyes, don't break the illusion-

Take the dream deeper, imagine a fusion.

I don't speak of sex, forget any coitus.

Don't derail your thought, don't try to avoid this.

Can you understand what I mean? A deeper connection.

Your love, it burns, it could make a confection.

Now open the oven and place in your heart,

your honor, your love, your soul, dignity.

Now open your eyes, your vision was false.

Your love unrequited, a one sided game,

deep in your chest your chest you'll feel such a pain.

You ask me now: "To whom the blame?"

You will need just two fingers, homes they'll have soon.

Mother nature is one, the other is you.

Think back to line one, do they know you love?

If yes then congrats, my hat's of to you,

If else then why not? Don't answer I know.

Tabooed, faux pa-ed, are forward displays.

Let me guess, you're sick of the games.

Now go fourth and tell them, I command-demand,

But bolster your heart, it may become broken,

And if they ask why, give them this vid- a token.




So now a message for this fantasy love.




The person who sent you, do not estrange them,

Blame mother nature, the one who made them.

We are but human, abound on this earth.

To live is to love and to love is to cry,

I'm sure you yourself once thought you would die

For the love that was lost, or never had.

Now back to your friend, is it really that bad?

Guess what! Someone loves you! So now what to say?




"Thank you."

"Like siblings?"

"Just friends."

"Leave me be!!"

But you know these can hurt, cut deep to the bone.

Stop, think! Before you have them leave you alone,

You were friends before and friends you'll still be.

Now I ask you friend, a favor for me,

Quickly- before the soul of doc Seuss leaves me,

I need you to do just one thing to appease me.

Consider this "friend," imagine your life

If this friend was your husband of maybe your wife.

Do you laugh, do you smile, do you joy with your time?

Postulate, consider, think- sublime?

"In sickness and in health" aren't they already there?

A true friend beside you when none else would dare?

One in ten billion, -Ill stop you right there.

Don't be selfish with standards way up in the sky,

I beg, I plead, just give one more try.

Honest, consider, don't wait till you die.

Category:

Music

Tags:

• hip hop
• music
• poetry
• rap
• love
• unrequitted
• poem
• friendship
• live
• cry
• sadness

[Bosie139]

I love it =]