How love can hurt and leave you asking questions, especially when one seemingly loves more than the other.

Though I'm only 15 I have Experienced love, the joy and the pain. This was written a couple of months after I found my boyfriend with another girl. The pain was very real, like the love I had for him. I'll never forget those months afterwards, When everybody called me the Fallen Angel.

This poem was one of my first, so please bear with me. I wrote it to my husband when I found out there was another in his life. I was deeply hurt by all this and since I had a hard time telling him how I felt, I wrote it in a poem. It has helped me express my feelings.

This is a poem I wrote several years ago about a young relationship that I had. Even though I was very young I was very much in love. More so than he…

I wrote this not long after I ended a very long relationship with a man I thought would be "the one." I ended things painfully and abruptly and the first time we ended up seeing each other again was at this wedding

This is a poem that I wrote on a night a long time ago when nothing was right with my life. I figured if I could give up the memory of him and me than I would be at peace.

Easier said then done.

It's hard to lose love, especially when you know it's because of someone else. This is a poem about someone that I loved and I still do, but lost him to someone else.

This poem is about love being over and you think about everything that you wasted by caring about someone that hurt you.

This is a short poem that I wrote when I was 16 years old. My boyfriend who I thought I was madly in love with told me good-bye and that he was moving. I was very upset about the news and could not sleep so I got up and wrote this poem. In my head I knew he was no good for me but making my heart believe it was a different story.

This is a poem about growth and the need for acceptance that most strive for. Writing this poem was part of a healing process which allowed me to grow beyond the resentment, and allowed me to accept the fact that there are things that we will never be able to comprehend.