I hate when you make me cry

I hate the fact you lie,

I hate all the excuses you make

I hate the love you fake

I hate when you say you care,

But all you wanna do is to dissapear

Now I hate the word “HATE”

What should I do to change my fate?

You know  I love you

And I will forever do,

But you leave me no reason

To  stay with you.

Every time I think about leaving you

My hearts turns blue..

Without you I am a bird without wings

With you I am a fish with out fins

Either way I will be in  pain

Baby this is making me insane

I love you, I love you and love you

I wish you could love me too..

I wish .. I wish and wish….

When will my wish come true???

Gosh...here comes another tragic story; words are clearly reflecting the pain...I feel sorry for you if you really went through all these..

Talking about "Love"... This paragraph from "Woody Allen" comes to my mind...

"To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down."  

And, finally..when the door of happiness closes, another opens but often times we look so hard at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us. It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.

Awwww.... girly, thats so touchy!!!!

ur words say it all!!! Hope he realizes what he's been missing...

O girly those words are definately frm an innocent heart girl---so sweet--so lovely-- so touching !

Guys, Guys, Guys,

Please correct me if I am wrong. My question is "is this tragic season in sajha?"

Hey Gurly, ur poem is nice. Love hurts and it is beautiful to be in love rather being alone. keep on coming.

lau na,  saha writers, aba love story pani padhna pauna bhaneko.

uncle

i love that woody allen thing

yes  gurly girl

u gotta let it go

you still gotta meet the right person yet

i know i know

i m loving the poem

peace muahahahahaha