Bad Math...It All Adds Up To Something

Thoughts on past relationships

 Bad Math…It All Adds Up To Something

 

She was wickedly hot beautiful to breathe in

and I came to love her, that should have counted

for something

 

The way my skin felt the heat, when she gently

caressed it, that definitely counted for something

 

When the tears came, she wiped them away, for

me that counted for something

 

When we sat for hours pondering the whys, I

thought it counted for something

 

We planned we schemed we shared our dreams,

you’d think that counted for something

 

We talked about life and its wicked schemes, it

should have counted for something

 

She said her car broke down I offered her mine,

I hoped it’d counted for something

 

When I said I trusted her knowing she’d lied, that

definitely counted for something

 

When she cried feeling lost I walked away while

she searched, assuming it counted for something

 

My heart broke watching us fade,

thinking...Damn wasn’t that something

 

               Yvette Shaw

 

 

 

   It’s All Adds up to Something…

 

She was wickedly hot; my skin felt the heat. When the tears came, we sat for hours.

Shared our dreams, talked about life. She said her car broke down, I trusted her,

she’d lied, she cried, I walked away. My Heart Broke.

 

                                            

                                       Yvette Shaw

Reviews

[gsoagt]

Well said!

[Legion]

Yea, it should all count for something. Several interesting parts in this. Not sure why it is rated "mature" though.

[Angel's Lady]

WOW! Boy, have I been there before! Dang! Great write! How very poignantly and eloquently put! Wow. Very powerful images you create and very stimulating visions you inspire...and I love the way you highlighted and then rewrote to emphasize your words, yet once again...too cool! Great job!

Oh, hey, you know, right, this is going in my Favorites!