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Post by John Barnett on May 6, 2004 12:51:02 GMT -5
Why do I profess to love you Maybe because it's the truth But you don't really even have a clue As to how I really feel Painfully, this love is real So tell me now, what's the deal Are you trying to drive me insane With your clever little games You shower me with pain Then leave me to drain You should be ashamed How you can treat me so lame Yet I still love you the same Is there anything I can do to obtain Your love in return and it equal the same As mine, I can't have a one-sided thing Or a meaningless fling 'Cause I have felt love's sting Just go easy on me please And please don't tease Right now I could explode My emotions need to unload But I can't crack the code That you use to play me You screw me over daily Whispering to me, "Maybe" I thought you were my baby You should act like my lady Instead of acting so shady Tell me, do you think it's possible for you To ever love me as much as I love you
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Post by KG on May 6, 2004 12:58:17 GMT -5
Yeah, females is tough. All I can say is... SUCKS TO BE YOU!!! ;D
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Post by John Barnett on May 6, 2004 13:09:27 GMT -5
Well I might have exaggerated the situation a bit in this poem, but sometimes I feel this way, so I wrote about it today, cause it was bothering me. On another day, I wouldn't feel this way about our relationship. She's wishy-washy.
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Post by KG on May 6, 2004 13:12:40 GMT -5
Hey I understand. My wife for instance fishes for compliments all day long. That isnt too big of a deal, but she starts saying things and eventually starts to believe them. Low self-esteem and females walks hand in hand. So I spend alot of my time trying to get her to admit to herself she's beautifull.
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