This poem is about love, life, beauty, and my observations.

This poem is about looking back at love that didn't work, for whatever reason. It's about learning to love again, and letting your heart become tender again. I know from experience that it is hard, but it is necessary in order to move on.

I know sometimes in life, you fall in love with the one person you wish to be with forever. But sometimes, emotions flare, and your hopes and dreams come crashing down, just because of spoken words not meant at all.

This poem is about a decision I was given to make. I made it, and now it's up to them to make the final "call."

I wrote this poem while I experienced the pain of falling in love with a best friend who didn't love me the same way. Our friendship has suffered because of this, and I felt this poem expressed the emotions of my soul.

I wrote this poem after my first serious crush broke up with me. I didn't know of any other way to express my feelings. After the tears ran out, I allowed my soul to cry this way.

Not only admirable people fall in love. You may feel the man you are about to meet (not me, thank heaven!) well deserves his fate. (And yes, any resemblance to the work of A. E. Housman is intended.)

I wrote this poem for someone who is never going to talk to me again.

I tell him I'm sorry and how I feel, but no matter what I do, he will never speak to me again. This poem is about how I'm feeling, that I fell in love with him and that I'm so sorry. But he won't forgive me.

This poem was written during the last week before Valentine's Day 1999. This is the first poem I have ever written. It was written because there was no other way I could express my heartache. February 14th used to be a time of joy and love for me, until the love of my life for seven years left me last year.

It's almost one year now, yet I still could not find the peace in my heart that I yearn for. Memories of the past keep haunting me, especially during times when our love meant the most. I see memories of us together in every little thing that I come across. Birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, places, couples holding hands, lovers whispering sweet nothings to and fro, are just some of the events that evoke strong feelings of deja vu in me.

I will never forget nor will I be able to fully let go of these bittersweet memories. It will always occupy a special place in my life. I am not angry with her, just disappointed and sad. Meantime, I am always putting on a mask of happiness in front of friends and family, so much so that I feel tired and pretentious. I still hurt inside, but much less now than before, and I hope to learn to love and be loved again.

I wrote this poem after leaving my husband. It was hard to move on, even though I realized it was the best thing for both of us. The love is still there, but I now know that it's not enough.

I wrote this poem after I left my husband. It made me realize how truly unhappy I was in our marriage. For years, I knew things weren't as they should've been. But this was the first time I ever put it into words. I had a few doubts after we separated. Was this the right thing to do? Would I regret this someday? This poem made me realize how trapped I felt when I was with him and how free I felt without him.