Writin' more and more poems is my job,
I shall write when Shakespeare is back.
My godfather told me about loving a woman,
He loves his wife like a madman even though she was married before,
He has 2 beautiful children that anybody would envy,
And a supporting wife that any man with half a head would envy,
I grew up with periods of different love thoughts,
But now she's here and I can't get her out of my head,
The hardest thing to do is get the thoughts of my head,
If I'm unhappy do I tell or consider myself lucky to have her?
I accepted the terms when we started the story,
Though I wish she would show me her love in her own way,
I sometimes feel abandoned and I am the one that says sorry,
Even 30 minutes each week would make me less worried,
She gets mad at me and I can never fault her,
She hurts me more than she knows but I can never fault her,
It's wrong of me to let her when I feel rolled over,
But how many times will I get to fall in love like this?
I could type out a message and I've done before,
Okay is the only reply I got when I expected more,
I'm barely alive emotionally and I might die,
Would she take me seriously if I told this to her eye to eye?
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- Published: June 1st, 2025 13:21
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Desire meets reality and now the fight to work things out not with the other but with oneself. Lovely
The battles to work it out with themselves and how to proceed now they have what they always desired, enjoyed the read
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