bullshit

[hecalledmestar]

i'm so sick and tired
of all this love talk
it's bullshit
that nobody realizes
amidst the facade
of feelings
the constant cries
of missed nights spent
in front of televisions
mornings woken nestled
in between entangled arms
and entwined legs
meaningless words thrown
into the atmosphere
in attempts to fulfill
this lifelong desire
this apparent need
to find wholeness
with somebody else
when all we're taught
when we're younger
is to be one
with yourself
to know yourself
but as soon as we're
ripe, plump for picking
love and desire and sex
take over
encompass our thoughts
of whether or not
we're liked or loved
or thought about
notes passed
phone calls exchanged
sweet nothings
that turn into
enlarged somethings
only to have it torn away
when lies discovered
ruin the facade of
all this love bullshit
and then left to deal
with memories unable
to be erased
despite the utmost desire
to burn everything
ever touched by this
feeling of comfort
which wasn't comfort at all
but instead a mere
belief that love was
attained and fulfilled
until one thing
or many things
are realized
and all thoughts of love
come crashing to a halt
dreams pop
reality emerges
and it's realized
in the most horrible way
that it's not love
it's bullshit

and i'm sick and tired of it