Some Call It Love

Some call it love.1

Some call it love, but I call it feeling. It filled me up on the inside, it always did, and overflowed. I can still feel it, even now that it’s gone, I remember the pure, true bliss. I remember the pain that always has to accompany happiness. I remember the laughter, I remember the stupid things I did, I remember the stupid things he did, I remember the stupid things we did. It was the best feeling in the world, until it became the worst feeling in the world. He made me feel things I’d never felt before and he didn’t even know it. Or did he?2

Some call it love, but I know better.

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This was so therapeutic...I hope it helps you too. (=

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  • Melli
    March 29, 2008

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    I like the last line. It's not so much sad, but it's not happy either. I like it though. Great job. It was short and sweet :]

    KEEP.WRITING.

    -Melli<33


  • potaytee
    March 26, 2008

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    That is so good! It's very poetic. I write like this all the time. Some I put in SW but most I keep in my notebook. Yes I agree, writing like this is so calming.