What love does.

I see you,
Your walking across the campus.
You ask me do
I like you like you want us?
"I'll tell you soon."
Was my response to your curiousness. My
Confidence hangs low,
So I'll study on romances.
I'm not sure that I do
like you,
I only met you
yesterday...

The stones and grass,
come together like
an arm and cast.
But you and me
go together like
a tumor attached
to me.

My impulse is
To tell you that I don't want you, but
The impulses
Collapse when you approach.
"Your answer is?":
The words that gave me horror.
Intentions fails,
"I like you." was the answer.
What happened to me,
why did I give into this?

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The stones and grass,
come together like
an arm and cast.
But you and me
go together like
a tumor attached
to me.

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I like these lines and they are highly moving. I generally do not get moved by poetry and yet this beauty of this one is really incomparable.

This is exactly what love does.

We are deluded that live can be a curative medicine but it hardly is and we get lost in a world of love and we love delusion for truth is not sweet pill in life

I agree with Blaze regards the middle stanza.

I enjoyed the reality and the ability to connect with your writing. Like a comedian you put us in a place where we can empaphise and see ourselves through your experience.

I enjoyed it and look forward to your future postings.
cheers
Jerry