Can'T Call It Love Poem by Karen Montegrande

I noticed myself staring blankly on the wall,

Then I realized I was meant to take the fall,

I closely watched what had changed in me,

Then I was there back to reality,



I was so busy I didn't saw it coming,

Now it's raining hard I can't take all this pain,

It's making me think I could be so insane,

I was so convince that I wasn't doing wrong,

Then at the end I saw it wasn't that strong,



I looked at your picture on my wall,

Then i noticed probably I wasn't worthy at all,

You were too good to be true yet easy to please,

I didn't have to put all the clue,



I am so weak I don't know why,

I can't take the pain and I just couldn't tell a lie

Because it's all there in front of my eyes,

I hear your voice as I lie awake,

Slowly I remember that being apart from you I can’t take,

I close my eyes then tears started to fall,

Even if I wipe it dry still it’s no good at all,



But for only this time I decide to cease what I fell,

Hide the hurt though my heart is ready to break,

And now I realize it’s true,

You can’t call it love if it doesn’t hurt you.