hey everyone Im Curtis Im from Sunny Sarasota Florida. I'm looking forward to talking to some interesting people! Cheers!

I wrote this poem when i found out the girl i was going to marry was sleeping with another man. It was my way of expressing myself.




Love – 1:33 A.M.

Written by Curtis

Love can be good,

And love can be bad.

I’ve had many memories,

Some happy some sad.

I’ve had women say we will be together forever,

I’ve had women cheat on me and think their clever.

I love that first feeling of butterflies,

But every lost love a piece of my heart dies.

Is love really true or is it just a word?

Too think love is pain is that too absurd?

Is there really love out there just for you?

And if so why do you have to go through partners who make you blue.

Why is it akward when the love is gone?

It’s like that person never existed isent that just wrong?

And love can haunt you every single day,

Painful memories what’s more too say.

Don’t get me wrong love can be great,

No amounts of excitement can come on a first date.

Love can make you feel the highest of highs,

Like watching a thousand times of sunrise.

Love is that feeling you can’t be unhappy,

Love can be fun and love can be sappy.

Is it to wrong to think love is a drug?

One minute your flying in the clouds the next your under a rug.

And sometimes you get lucky and that love is true,

And sometimes when you think you found love it comes up and bites you.

Love can bring memories I say with a sigh,

I can think of memories that make me want to cry.

Tears of joy cuz im lucky I had it,

Depression follows I wish I still had it.

This ranting and raving is neighter for you or I,

I just hope I find love before I die.

My idea of love is leaning towards untrue,

I tried to keep our love happy you know I loved you.

And you spat in my face and said you didn’t care,

I still took you back it took all that I can bare.

You were so smart and sexy and sharp as a knife,

Im glad your not mine you’de be a cheating ass wife.

I tried my hardest to give you what you wanted,

But you kicked me to the curb and now my dreams are all haunted.

All I can say is love can be pain,

Love can make a sane man..insane.

Love can also come from a true friend,

Just be careful they can twist and bend.

Love can be sex and lust beware,

I’ve had sex for just sex without a care.

im writing this poem because im in the zone,

For I am love-less, therefore I AM ALONE.