I'm romantic but no love conquers all.

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I'm romantic but no love conquers all.
I gave up a love so incredible: he had me in a shiver of flesh and touch... I think of the face I love and he is gone. I know I have to live with that.
Dream together of beautiful lives, in a relationship half crazy with passionate love.
I feel as if I did go mad in love.
A great fatigue: this stagnant point in my poisoned body. My corpse-like face nothing to you, my love. I was surviving.
I don't feel like you needed, or wanted to love.
I hope you will live an interesting life and I hope you will write exactly as you think - with love.
A little voice in my mind would admit I deeply denied how his promises of comfort and love are empty desire. A sugar rush. I feel momentarily moved, but alone.
Even though it took courage to love, it's no use being without it.
You are never too young to love.