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By weeping_willow Date: 2002 Nov 12 Comment on this Work [[2002.11.12.03.21.28986]] |
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"I know I want to be with you." The words from your mouth. Yet just hours later, you can't even speak. To think that I believed you, Despite the little voice I pushed aside From time to time. Funny how Baby-Mamma Drama can change a Man's point of view. And aparently mine too. I wish I would have acted on the inspiration to write when things were all, Butterflies and Candy Roses and Tender Kisses Promises made in the Dark. Now it's all hopelessly Tainted. Broken and Bitter Wilted and Harsh A Thousand Good Intentions Scattered and Meaningless. What could I do when you gave me a blank glance where there should have been smiles. Such Nonchalance when a short time ago had been Insatiable Passion. All just because She was there. "So, it's like that huh? O.K." The words from my mouth. I can't believe your just like the rest. My fault for believing differently. Your actions prove everything to me. You can say what you want, but you know what???? Baby, It shounds like Game to me. |