I am so sick of love
and broken hearts
These lover quarrels
And hopeless fights
Hurtful words
and sleepless nights
Im so sick of being left empty
And wanting more
Pointless arguments
and slamming doors!
When did love become such a chore?
And when did our love
curdle over
And start to stink
like rotten milk
What happened to the romantic dinners
And sheets of silk?
When did our love
Start to dry up
Then peel and crack
Just like old paint
When did it weaken, dim
And then grow faint.
When did it turn dark and cold
just like the night
and when did we give up
and decide
our love
was not worth the fight?
And can you please tell me
what happened to the love
that we once so blisfully shared
Because I just cant seem to find it anywhere?
And what was it that
Made us grow tired,
starved our desire,
and put out that fire
that
ultimately,
and Sadly
made our
Love go off
and expire.