I met someone I like
I fought hard for attention
I got the red dislike
And a halt in motion.
I met someone like that
And played with mutual likes
Then interest grew tight
Now we are on maintenance.
I then came to realize
True love comes by chance
There might be truth in lies
Love exist in circumstance.
©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
you are right. The one you love does not love you, the one that loves you, you don’t love.
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Why is it always like that….?
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Maybe its because you cannot have all you want and you cannot really give all that you want to give.
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Or maybe because we make selfish interest our desires.
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That is true o.
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We want Apple but we plant lemons
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You can’t reap what you did not sow.
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Merry Christmas!
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Thanks dear same to you
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Love is not planned, it just happens. You’ll be lucky if it happens and you’re loved in return. Nice poem dear
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Thanks Emilia… For reading and commenting. Love indeed is not a perfect plan.
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Merry Christmas
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