How can I feel any kind of love for you when you don't love me?
See, it starts out being intimate without being caught. Then it later turns into feelings on my part. We continue to partake in passionate bliss without no passion. WHERE IS THE LOVE?
How can you face me and the one you love without someone getting hurt? Where does love end and selfishness begin...?
Oh, how foolish I've been to think someday you could be that one I've waited for, only to be faced with the reality that you can't leave behind your life at "home".
Tragically I lay in bed with a pool of tears down my face, because I'm left with an empty notion of a someday never to come.
WHERE IS THE LOVE? Are you gonna leave me hanging when a situation arises? Are you gonna act like you don't know me when she's around? How will I know you won't just move on like you and I never happened?
WHERE IS THE LOVE? There is no love, because you couldn't give it to me. So I bid you farewell and hope life and love will continue to be kind to you. Because it wasn't to me.
2 comments:
This poem was very nice.
"See, it starts out being intimate without being caught. Then it later turns into feelings on my part. We continue to partake in passionate bliss without no passion. WHERE IS THE LOVE?"
Favorite part.
Thanks. I wrote this poem on behalf of women whom are out here in these bogus "relation(ships)", and end up with the sh*t end of the stick.
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