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The poem says it all

You seek me out,

You start to talk to me.

I hesitate,

My answers are vague.

 

You take the next step,

You give me your number.

Still I hesitate

Bit I give you mine.

 

You send me sweet messages,

You seem like you cared.

I start to give in,

I agree to meet.

 

You got there early,

You made a sweet gesture.

We had great conversation,

I had a great time.

 

Someone thinks they know me,

Bad mouths me & tells lies.

And when I defend myself, I hear

"I don't have time"

Reviews

[BrightEyes]

gossip and rumors - weapons created with words. that old adage "sticks and stones etc " never does hold true. words have the power to cut deep; and can sever relationships in a heartbeat - this is a sad tale ...even more so as I know it happened to you.

[BrightEyes]

gossip and rumors - weapons created with words. that old adage "sticks and stones etc " never does hold true. words have the power to cut deep; and can sever relationships in a heartbeat - this is a sad tale ...even more so as I know it happened to you.