What Is Love?: Taylor Hondos
What is love,
It is crying into the arms of someone,
Being comfortable and them,
Being unfazed by the tears on their arms.
What is love,
It is the person who can see your flaws,
They wrap them around you,
And set them free.
Love is blind at first,
Slowly opens it’s eyes,
Sees who you are,
Still loves you.
I thought true love wasn’t real,
From watching shattered love around me.
I picked myself up with the help of another,
Hiding my marks every step of the way.
What is love really?
Love is no longer hiding.
Love is forgetting the bad.
Love is about moving forward.
Together.
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A Confession
A Confession: Taylor Hondos
The truth is, I do not know who I am.
I do not know who I want to be.
I want to be notoriety; then again I don’t.
I want to be happy.
I want to be pleasing.
I want to be perfect.
I want to please others; my problem in a sentence.
The truth is, there is no such thing as perfection.
I have spent my entire life pleasing other; putting myself last.
I have a confession,
What I want most is to be noticed.
Noticed in writing, noticed by others.
I want to be noticed for all the good I do.
I don’t want notoriety, but just to be noticed.
Say what you will; say what you want.
We all want to be important.
I have another confession.
I have a great mind; but what is great on you,
Will control you; your thoughts, your actions.
Don’t let it anymore.
I haven’t been taken seriously,
I want to be.
I have a confession,
I am in love and afraid to be.
My mind keeps me on edge.
My mind keeps me going crazy.
Keeps getting in the way.
Keeps telling me I am not important.
Don’t let it.
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Taylor
Love is…
Love Is…
By: Taylor Hondos
Love has casualties,
Love has way too many wounds.
I can’t tell you the secret,
To having a perfect love.
I can’t tell you what to do,
Or how to fix it.
But I can tell you,
Neither of you come out alive.
I can tell you that love is fickle,
Love is jealous,
Love is selfish,
Love is fragile.
I can tell you,
Be prepared.
Be careful,
For love is scary.
Even though love is scary,
You must try it.
Sometimes you come out together,
Fragile and all.
It can be worth it,
I must tell all.
What Is It Worth At All
What Is Worth At All?
By: Taylor Hondos
No such thing as a perfect love,
No such thing at all.
You go to bed with tears in your eyes,
And in the end, what was it all?
I walk alone,
And always will,
Because you’ve given up.
On the love we had,
You make me sad.
What is it worth at all?
I want to try,
What can I do?
I plead with you,
What is it worth at all?
I know what it is worth,
The love we have,
Is strong and always attentive.
But why can’t you see,
It is still me?
What is it worth at all?
The love will grow,
But you won’t show,
Just what I mean to you.
I am holding on as tight as I can,
But the goodbye is near, I know.
I want to know,
Just what we have,
How easy it is for you to go.
I know now what it is worth to me,
The lifetime of love and laugher.
The lifetime of hope and care.
The lifetime of devotion to you from me,
Forever.
