"Behind Closed Doors"A Poem by what-the-frick
"Behind Closed Doors"
I love you. Wait, you expect me to show it? Girl, don't you blow it. Let's just see how things play. It's not like you're going away. I love you. Let's make a baby. You wanna be my girl? I don't know, maybe. Let's not move too fast. You know how I love to finish last. I love you. Happy Birthday. Oh, wait, no. My bad. I almost didn't think about ME. And I'm too sick to think of you. And even IF my text came through, I have to update my status, too. I love you. Let's get a place. Don't worry, I'll save face. I make more money. But. Wait. It was just here. Oh well, I'll get some beer. And some wine. How else can I pass the time? I love you. Let's get married. You want a proposal? AND a ring? You're not worth those things. Damn, girl, you expect a lot. I haven't given it THAT much thought. I love you. Let's do forever. Actually, you know, make that... Never. This whole emotion thing? I just don't get it. Let's just forget it. I've had my housekeep, Time to move on. Can't stay in one place too long. © 2014 what-the-frick |
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Added on August 16, 2014 Last Updated on August 16, 2014 Authorwhat-the-frickAstoria & Ever After, OHAboutI'm hypersensitive. I feel emotional over things that don't hold substance. You can break my heart with just a look. I don't give up without a fight. My life is a soundtrack. But pay attention, the mu.. more..Writing
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