I'll pay the tab, just call me tomorrow

A sea of maybe one day
Trickling emotional economy
You sway me
Yet you pull and push so vividly
A mirror of a woman with two sides
Our affection is not to questsion
Deep an steadfast
Yet you push so hard
Pressing a wall of the sternest sort
You want growth
You want understanding
Yet you voice a dichotomy
Serperate persona
Each screaming in parallels an inconsistentsies
Love is not easy
Winters and summers
Seasons of treason an discourse
Springs an summers of faint whispers
Clenched hands and lips pressed
Together
Its not that I have patience
Its that I love you that much
Your the only song I care to hear
I'd listen to it everyday
My favorite morning alarm

Reviews

[Alexa Apothic Red]

Oh, the frustration of a duplicitous object of affection! All the mixed signals and inconsistencies.. hot and cold mind games, second guessing, assuming... and yet they torture us so and leave us addicted somehow.. great word choices, descriptions and capture of this dynamic.

[Scott Troy]

Glad you enjoyed it

[Chris Shaw]

This is well written and has some really nice poetic lines. i enjoyed the read thank you.

[Kelly Scheppers]

"Love is not easy
Winters and summers
Seasons of treason an discourse"

I feel winter is the hardest with the bitter cold. It seems to conjure up memories more frequently because of the holidays. Good to meet you, Scott!