Young , dumb
First love — at so young
He was perfect.
He was the light to my fire, the brilliance that sparked my world, the rose that added beauty to my life. He illuminated my world.
Although, I was still too young to feel the way I did over this boy. There was no part of me that thought of the ramifications that came with loving someone this much— at so young.
I felt complicated—to the climax where I felt too abnormal to be loved by someone. It seemed like it was too much to ask for. I was asking too much~
Then when I found you... no, when you found me—it was like the world finally made sense.
I granted a wish, and an angel sent you down from heaven.
I manifested you, and my visualisation brought you into the reality of my perception.
Sometimes when I look back at the times he brought me comfort, awe, and love.
I was still too young.
At times, age drifts through the recesses of your mind like a forgotten breeze, leaving traces of its passage.
I may have been too young to feel the need for love even when I wanted so much to be loved.
I entered into a strange position where I was 'too ready' to commit the love I asked for~
About the Creator
Kodah
- Storyteller, Love/Romance, Dark, Surrealism, Psychological, Nature, Mythical, Whimsical
~𝓢𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓫𝓮 𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹~
Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts6 days ago in Longevity
Comments (12)
"Words of emotion," by the way, the poem is beautiful.
Powerful poem about love 👍🏽👍🏽
Thought this was excellent. So good!
So powerful emotionally and incredibly reminiscent, like Dharr said. Your poetry inspires such particular memories and feelings from me as well! Amazing work.
Nice work, Kodah. I love how you put so much passion into these deep thoughts and the way you communicated your feelings.
Some really poweful lines here. Great poem!
Wanting, needing and then there is somewhere a place for giving and receiving. Thought provoking Kodah!
A gulf yawns between choosing and being chosen; time can be a measure of its depth.
Are we too young to be loved or we just not ready to be love ? Captivating
Too ready, not discerning or aware enough of our own needs
The last line was extraordinary. Well done, Kodah
Reading this made me remember a time in my life that I forgot about. I was like this too, at that time, so young. You know, your poems mostly bring about these kinda feelings for me. Either it's something that I've forgotten or something that I can't quite put into words. You do it so eloquently. Loved your poem!