She Didn't Love MeA Poem by Evan ScottAn encounter with a person who confuses the heart and the penis.
She didn't love me
When the sun came up She didn't love me When she picked up her clothes And left in the cold morning She didn't love me When her friends would call for her She didn't love me When she was in love With the bottoms of my bottles And the drags of my smoke She loved me When she didn't love herself She loved me When she had no one else She loved me When she felt lonely She loved me For materials only . . . She never loved me © 2017 Evan Scott |
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