All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
A lust and thrill called love.
When I saw you I stopped, and felt your presence pull me in.
round you the others swept past in a blur,
it left me to linger in mysterious wonder,
how could you let me go unknown, unforgiven?
I leave with last words, but shameful they stay,
for their meanings was not mine to say.
I look at yours, so confused and yet,
It brings tears to fall on my skin, for your decision was set.
I'm not your one,
your not my own,
I've lost it all,
for it's me you've condoned.
Deep within I know I'm forgetting,
I am never alone but still,
I'm left with a wound only temporarily upsetting,
for love is a powerful lust and thrill.
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.