Loves Mysteries.

this is a poem about .... i guess , it's hard to explain . read it and find out : P

You come at me with a knife all the time.

I come at you with a little pettiful spoon.

Because I love you to much.

To hurt you .

Like you hurt me.

 

Why don't you see the love I give out ?

 

You don't see it because,

Your always gone.

And when you come back,

You stab me with that knife again.

And again.

You accuse me of sleeping around.

Calling me names and such.

I sit there and take it.

Because I love you to much.

To hurt you.

Like you hurt me.

 

You come smelling like you ex-girlfriend,

but do I say anything ?

 

No.

 

I don't say anything.

Because I don't wanna be the one behind the knife.

I don't wanna be the one who stabbes you.

I'm going to keep my little pettiful spoon.

Because I love you to much.

To hurt you.

Like you hurt me.

 

Maybe one day,

I'll leave.

 

Or

 

Maybe one day,

You'll stab me to hard.

Author's Note

ignore any mistakes.
tell me what you think ?

Reviews

[Last Lying Look]

ooooooh. I like it. It speaks volumes. good job!
one of my favorites of yours. LOVE IT!