love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
1:03 AM
This time it was different. No longer was she afraid to dive into the sea, rather she was eager. She wanted the dark, murky water to consume her from head to toe. She wanted nothing more than to be completely submerged into the one thing she had feared most because she realized there were scarier things in this world that could consumer her. She had hoped he wouldn't be one of them... but she was wrong. He breathed her in as if she melt like freshly baked cookies, he grabbed her as if he were a toddler holding onto their beloved toy, and he broke her as if she was just another thing to kill some time. So she let the ocean that once scared her, consume her because she realized... drowning in water seemed safer than drowning in false love.
By Hope Karejwa7 years ago in Poets











