This feeling of bubbles rising up in the air


Falling out of love

There is being in love
And not being in love
the former confined
the latter beyond definition.

I am not in love!
Love is everyone's word
what they say
when they think they feel
and not sure what it is.
This definition I am not convinced of
because everyday with you
takes me to another place.
A place with walls and secrets-
Our secret garden
where more and more
we fall out of love.

It is like ice-cream - sweet!
A merger of rainbows
and butterflies
happiness and sadness
dislike and madness
potent polar opposites
yet so magnetic
so darn attracting...
so within and extremely without
unseasonal, unconditional.

I know I am not in love
because this thing with you
is like adrenaline madness!
and it cannot be love
because it replaces you with me
complements, replenishes
fills the void
and creates these memories
that only you and I unlock.
It is because of this...
because of the look in your eyes
because of the way you smile
that I know I am not in love with you
But I am you.
And for this once
Being out of love
Is the greatest feeling yet!

I love
Not being in love
with you.



Poetry by she
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Written on 2009-07-22 at 20:39

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jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
oh this is an intelligent love :)
as all loves of value are.
i am keeping this to ponder on.
Like you ambiguity fascinates me :)
2009-07-22