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The Idea


Is this love? Or am I just obsessed with the Idea of love? The Idea Of being with someone forever For someone to actually love me more than themselves For someone to have a sleepless night Because they were to busy thinking of me It's the Idea that everyone dreams of But who really gets it? Maybe we chase the Idea And not the actual person that could be standing right in front of us This whole time But will we ever realize it? Probably not We have our heads in the clouds Thinking of love But not finding it I believe we are in love with being in love
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Comments (2)

Gia
This is absolutely true. I feel like I could relate relate to this. It's great how this amazing poem made me realize what I am doing wrong.
Shazia315
<p>The irony of the poem is outstanding. It pulls you in and I think this is absolutly amazing.&nbsp;</p>

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