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Just My Thought on Love

By Alex ArfonsPublished 6 years ago 2 min read
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Here's a story of two kids just trying to make it. Just trying to get it right. Just trying to make it through the night. Through all the pain and the pleasure, they never thought they'd have to lose the one thing they actually treasured. So here's to all the punks and outcasts. To all the popular and perfect people out there. Because love... love is the only damn thing that doesn't discriminate. And that's why I'm so god damn passionate about it. Because it legit represents everything that I am, ever was, and ever felt. No matter the shitty cards I was dealt. I still kept my mind clear and my heart open. No matter how many times, life happened and it just became dust or became broken. I'm not saying you have to agree. But, listen to the words being spoken. Love each other and love thyself. because, no one's going to love you in heaven or hell. the world is cold. the afterlife is colder. we're put into groups depending on our past instead of just sharing crying shoulders. Is that really the way we want to represent humanity? Just another dollar to make. Another demon to breed? I just lost the most important thing to me. my independent way of thinking. And for what? something I thought would last a lifetime. Now, don't get it twisted, I'm not saying that was his fault. I changed myself. Again and again. Desperately, trying to pretend, like I fit in here. Like I belonged. And all the people who made me feel like I didn't, were just wrong. But... that's actually not the truth. They were just trying to get me to see the errors in my "flawless" mindset. Anyway back to the story, and this is why I love it. There is no violence or any gore. Just misunderstandings and "I wish things could be the way they were before" and yes, some tears and past fears coming up to the surface that presented challenges and obstacles, that they faced every day. But, they just held each other and said that they'd be okay. Now, they love each other in a brotherly way. kind to each other and they have fun, and they laugh and play. But, the romance they craved and wanted so bad, began to fade away like a bad fashion fad. They became scared and irate. They screamed "that's just great" and they began to hate the idea of love and lost it in their hearts and their minds. What they didn't understand... is love exists in all kinds. Once that knowledge hit them like a ton of bricks, they held each other and shared one last kiss. And stepped into the sharp and painful reality that they just weren't meant to be. But they could join hands and share a love, that you'd find in good friends or close family.

Love each other before it's too late.

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Alex Arfons

Hello, I'm Alex.

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