Feed Her Poetry
I once wrote a love poem about the girl I liked. Apparently, “The complexities of the human brain, unravelled by your long blonde mane” is not a line that attracts women. I don’t know if I’m more embarrassed by the rejection or the awful poetry.
So love is nothing…
Love, excrutiatingly painful, why do you steal my heart?
I try to ignore you, but you’re always there,
Gnawing away, driving my mind insane,
Filling my body with your delusional dreams, ignoring the obvious truth.
I don’t know why, it just is so, you cloud the brain with doubt.
Love, lust, I do not know you, why do you persist
In this game of yours?
What did I do to deserve this, why must you be so
Cruel that you do not love me yourself.
You took my love but nothing in return, just the void…
A black hole sucks you away from me, fate
Why Be So?
The complexities of the human brain, unravelled by
Your long blonde mane.
Oh one kiss one kiss one kiss I cry….
But nothing in return.
Darkness closes on this dwindling light,
One day it will shine bright
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