Loving you<3
To whom it may conern
Loving you is as hard as trying to get your first word out as a baby.
But as easy as watching a daisy blossom in the spring.
Loving you is as beautiful as the melody of a Spanish guitar.
Yet as ugly as the aftermath of hurricane Katrina hitting the small town of Heidi.
Loving you is as complicated as trying to put together a 400 piece puzzle in 35 seconds,
Yet as simple as coloring a perfect circle blue,
I’m not quite sure what loving you is.
Loving you is a bitter-sweet memory.
Like the first time you taste mint ice cream, to the last time you take a breathe;
Loving you is like watching the Autumn leaves fall to the ground one by one, resembling my souls figurative feathers that fall;
the more i love you, the more they fall
the more they fall the more i die inside,
why do i die you ask?
I die because of pain, pain of rejection.
(2012)
i wrote this poem in English class, after we got done reading the book The Great Gatsby. Now i was suppose to write the poem in the point of view of Gatsby, and i was writing to Daisy, which is why is seems so contradicting yet meaningful.
