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•Writing blog • INFP-T • 19

[prettypotatowarrior]

I am in awe of the very notion of love,

Of how it promises and brings people joy,

The way it can fill hearts with warmth and light,

And leave a trail of beauty in its sight.

But I cannot deny that I fear the thought of being in love,

Of opening my heart and being vulnerable,

To trust someone else with all my hopes and dreams,

And risk the crushing disappointment of their schemes.

I love the idea of love, yet I doubt it's real for me,

For the pain and heartache, I'd rather not see,

For love's an illusion

[prettypotatowarrior]

Oh how I dream of love’s sweet embrace,

Yet fear the pain and sorrow that it may bring into the space.

For though the thought of love may capture me,

I doubt I ever will find a love, true, real, and free.

I yearn for the touch of lover’s hand,

Yet cringe at the thought of being in love, it makes me understand,

That while it’s wonderful to think of, in truth,

Love’s power to hurt is so strong, leaving me feeling quite aloof.

[prettypotatowarrior]

Love, an enchanting concept, so sweet and so sublime,

Yet the idea of being in love, for me, is simply out of time,

For true love seems like a myth, a tale that I can’t accept,

When I’ve witnessed so much heartache and bitterness so relentless.

Being in love, it looks so beautiful in my imagination,

Yet to experience its joy in real life seems such a complication,

With all the pain and suffering, the anguish it may bring,

It’s no surprise that I struggle with such a concept so stinging.

[prettypotatowarrior]

I feel so lonely, lost in my search for love,

I yearn for a relationship, yet he's hard to come by,

Are my standards high, or does he even exist?

Maybe I'm simply yet to find him, my partner in bliss.

I hope to find him soon, my heart full of hope,

To find a love that'll help me overcome all this strife,

With him, I'll find happiness, and leave behind all my doubts,

Together, we'll make our dreams come true, and our love will bloom without a doubt.

[prettypotatowarrior]

I scream and wail in my dreams, I cry and shout in vain,

Yet in my nightmarish waking day, I wear a smile so plain,

As if this life itself is just a twisted sort of game,

Where nightmares never seem to end, and peace seems like its always away.

I shout and cry to be heard, but no one seems to listen,

As if the world turns deaf to my anguished distress,

Was it foolishness to keep up this false positivity,

To pretend I could ignore their words of toxicity?

[prettypotatowarrior]

I buried my tears deep inside, hoping they would subside,

But my dreams were a nightmare, they overflowed and made me realize,

That the trauma I thought I’d escaped has come back to haunt me,

Inducing a suffering that seems impossible to appease.

My feelings, so buried, yet so strong, have come back with a vengeance,

Ruined my health, left me in a wreck, as if trapped in a vicious dance.

It’s become a hell that I wish I could forget,

But God, I beg you, please, can this nightmare end.

[prettypotatowarrior]

Deep in my heart, I had buried my tears,

Hiding them from view in the dark of my fears.

But in my dreams, they came rushing to the surface,

Inducing a nightmare, a trauma that truly was a disturbance.

The pain and hurt I had suppressed for so long,

It overflowed in my dreams and caused a strong, deep pang that wrung deep my soul.

The nightmare, a hell to my health, a trauma I didn't yearn,

My feelings, buried, now unleashed, a storm of emotion I never wanted to earn.

[prettypotatowarrior]

Our love, a gruesome fairy tale,

Tore us apart, limb from limb, piece by piece,

The pain and destruction, an image so vile,

As we clawed and fought, our love became a quagmire.

We destroyed each other in our selfish quest,

Our desires and greed, the monsters we would best,

Till nothing was left, but the ashes of love gone wrong,

A horror story that we both would forever belong.

[prettypotatowarrior]

We tore each other apart, limb from limb,

Our story a gruesome fairytale, through and through.

Our love was like wildfire, consuming all in sight,

Leaving behind a trail of ash and sorrow-filled nights.

Our passion was fierce, our anger explosive,

Like a tempest, it ripped through our being, leaving us both exhausted.

And though we tried to salvage what was left,

It was too late, our love had been torn and left in pieces, unhealed and yet unforgotten.

[prettypotatowarrior]

Your love was like a flame - hot and burning bright,

It gave me pain, yet also a sense of inner light.

The fire in my heart you ignited,

And despite the hurt your love inflicted, I'm not left with a feeling of regret.

For your love was fierce, and gave me strength to fight,

It helped me to break away from the darkness of the night,

Though pain was a constant companion in our journey,

Your love was a healer, a lover, and a sweet misery.

[prettypotatowarrior]

Your love hurt me, it was a torment and a test,

But I still wanted it, because it fixed a part of me that was the pest.

Through the pain you caused, a shattered piece was mended,

Healing a wound inflicted by others, no longer it was blended.

Your love was intense, and it made me feel alive,

Despite the pain, I couldn't deny I still desired your love, your touch and your strife.

[prettypotatowarrior]

So let's focus on the present, make every moment count,

While still keeping an eye on the journey that we chart.

The future's a destination, the present our journey,

Both are equally important, for each holds its own allure.

In this life, we must find a balance between the two,

Focusing on the now, but not losing sight of the future, true.

For the now is fleeting, and the future's uncertain,

But together, we can make each moment, beautiful and significant.

[prettypotatowarrior]

To be in love

Love is such a funny thing

You would change the way to your home just to see them

You would walk slowly just to match their speed

You would talk to them hours

You would remember the tiniest details about them

You would ruin your sleep schedule just to talk to them

You would wake up early just to tell them good morning

You would write poems about them even if you don't know how to

You would write letters to them just to tell them how lovely they are

You would imagine a small beautiful family with them and grow old together

And still feel same old love

[prettypotatowarrior]

As I bear my scars,a testament of pain,

I ask you to look away, ignore them, refrain.

Pretend they're not there,like a secret untold,

For i fear your judgement,your pity,or even cold.

Yet deep down, I know,that I wish to share,

The truth of my suffering,the burdens I bear.

To have you see me,scars and all,and accept me,with a love that stands tall.

[stayuntilthefoglifts]

I will remove anyone from my life to protect the peace that I've worked so hard for. Nobody took me out of the dark. I did it on my own.

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[prettypotatowarrior]

To be so hopelessly in love with you, yet pretend like I don't care,

It's a paradox, a feeling that gnaws at my heart, leaving me ensnared.

But deep down, a small flicker of hope resides,

That one day, we may find our way, and finally be side by side.

For though we may hide our true feelings, pretend to be apart,

The thought of being with you, it's a thought that will never depart.

We may seem distant, but in my heart, the love persists,

Hoping for a future where we can be together...

[prettypotatowarrior]

Of course, my friend, whenever you're down,

I'm here to give you my full support and love, I'll never turn you down.

If you cry over small things, my shoulder is yours to use,

To lean on, to rest on, whenever you need a kind, sincere affirmation

If you're feeling depressed or a bit hopeless inside,

I'll be here to lift you up and provide some guiding insight.

And if you're feeling sad or your mood is low,

I'll be here to cheer you up, and blow your blues away.