I read my old love poems,

the other day,

they made me look desperate,

in a cloying kind of way.

 

What was I thinking,

when I wrote those?

Possessive and needy,

I cringe to my toes.

 

I really did love you,

of that there’s no doubt,

but it seems quite absurd,

now, the way it came out.

 

Although I look back,

I was only a child,

I think that I thought,

I was dangerous and wild!

 

© Love poems 2012

 

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Romantic Heart form Love Seeds (Photo credit: epSos.de)