How do you even write a love poem today that is sincere and without irony?

I've cried three times in the past five years, once when I momentarily thought my girlfriend had been in a serious accident, once when I had a hallucinatory mental break down at a family wedding and had to wake my parents up to help like I was a child again, and another time after watching the episode of High Maintenance with the woman who had stomach cancer. The episode revolves around her complete lack of appetite and I hadn't ever really seen a show address a non-anorexic eating disorder like I have and it really touched me

impossible

You don't. All you can do is be funny and """cute""™. This is the world now.

>being a pleb

kill yourself

Don't be sad, we're cool now and apart from 'reee I don't want to take piano lessons but mom won't listen' we were cool then too

>implying you didn't do equally cringey shit as a teen

Marcus Aurelius was a faggot.

I had never cried before. Then I did. But I didn't know how to stop.
I look like a deflated balloon.

This sort of thing is why I can't believe people actually drink alcohol

"Wow let's make my inhibitions and intelligence even LOWER, surely this will make me more popular and upgrade my life!"

autism

What the fuck are you responding to?

Will you consider purchasing my 2000 page poem when it comes out? unironically? to see if it may show your op question an answer

A different thread

If you've got soccial anxiety, a bit of alcohol can help you loosen up amd unwind and relax. Don't have to get knockout drunk

>I told my mom to give me 5 minutes before I went with her to a concert, she insisted I get in the car right away, I told her to go without me then and she did, and when I was alone I cried for a bit.
lmfao

you are a little faggot

Love poems are insincere by existing. Don't stain something like that with something so disgusting as language.

Sometimes unwinding and relaxing is undesirable. The added confidence opens the doors for an outpouring of autism. I take two drinks and suddenly I'm grandstanding about anime as an art form in front of a bunch of socially well adjusted people.

>don't stain primitive feelings of lust and attachment that every species experiences with advanced human languages unique to us

This. There's a reason every writer is a borderline alcoholic.

"You Should Date An Illiterate Girl" is a good love poem

sincerity and avoiding cliches are key.
also try not to overdo it.

Personally, I think Byron's "She walks in beauty" and this one song "Ballade to the Moon" are quite nice.

Don't be so proud, it'll undo you

Just do a Sonnet 130 on the bitch and if she doesn't get it, leave her.

I was never good at crying, not in a "look at such a big guy I am" way, but in a sort of broken, autistic way.

I recall when I was in high school there was a girl I was practically in love with (it was just a pathetic one way thing because she paid any attention to me) and it seemed like I was actually making headway with her, with a girl for the first time in my life. Then some random Chad came through and pulled her up out of nowhere, and I was devastated. Again, she was always too good for me, and he was better for her anyway, but still it killed me. I ran to my room at the end of the day and fell right on the floor. I just sat there for a while. I felt like I should cry, but the tears never came.

Then there was this moment a couple months ago, it came out of nowhere. I was on /gif/, in a cute girl thread, with less than admirable goals that night. This one .webm came up, nothing sexual, just a girl playing a guitar, singing a nice little song. I have no idea why, but I just broke right there and started sobbing with my dick in my hand.

It took me back. I was that shy, sad kid that I was in high school, and not the quasi-Chad I had remade myself in college. For all the rebirth I had forced myself through in that moment, I was back in my blazer and tie, looking at something lovely across the room knowing I could never have it.

For all the pointless sex and partying I have done in the last few years, I felt completely empty because in that moment I remembered no one had ever really loved me. That's all I really wanted, whether I was the overcompensating frat guy I am now, or the nerd I was then, all I really wanted was that. And it took a cute little .webm on a board for porn on a website dedicated to Chinese cartoons to remind me of that.

It's funny what breaks people sometimes.

I cry fairly often. In the fall I broke up with my girlfriend, and there were tears there between both of us because we both still loved each other, but we knew we couldn't put up with each other. I cried a couple more times in the weeks that followed. Sometimes I watch guy-cry movies with the intention of crying. Things like Warrior, Armageddon, a lot of old war movies. It's nice to just break down sometimes when you're all alone. Although I have to admit I don't think my last few attempts have been successful. Manchester By the Sea brought me close, but not close enough. There's also a song that I'll listen to sometimes with the same intentions. It's the song my dad used to sing to me when I was young, before he killed himself.

i've used to cry myself to sleep every night as an edgy teen. my dad was an alcoholic and frequently beat up my mom, my siblings and me. i felt like i could never get over how "unfair" it was that i didnmt get a functional family like all the other kids. if only i knew what usually goes on behind closed doors.
then i pulled myself together in an autistic way and haven't cried since about 18 years.

anyways

in qriting about love, doesnmt matter if it's prose or poetry, you need to make it about your personal experience and not what you think love should be or feel like. if you want to describe a feeling/emotion, imagine you're the first person ever to acknowledge itms exiatence and trying to convert it into words. don't fall back into clichées because you are so used to it. really dive into it and try to transform it into language in your own unique way. don't male it all about emotions either. make it about the person you're adressing, too. what's it about them that provokes a rush of love in you? sometimes it's really silly, small stuff. but those are the important ones! write them down. it's what makes all the differences, because it's personal and not meaningless rambling. and it makes the reader of the poem instantly connect with the emotion you felt, without you using a lot of words to try to describe it.
an example of this would be this little passage from the lyrics of "riptide" (not a mindblowing text, but this always gets me).

>I got a lump in my throat because
You're gonna sing the words wrong

he/she uses a big clichée. the 'lump in my throat'. but it doesn't take away from it, because he/she backs it up wih something unique. usually, nobody is overrun with love when they hear someone mess up the lyrics of a song. that only happens if you're full of love for the person doing that. it makes the clichée relatable. you could try to even avoid it completely, but this example shows that it isn't completely necessary, if you can add peronality to it.

let people in on your personal experiences or they won't want to read it because it's just empty phrases without substance

hmm

you really have a way with words, user

>Tfw i did that sober, after 3 years of not watching anime