Easy Woman

That guy with perfect lips is The most tempting man I’ve ever known, but he is so complicated, so mundane , so empty , so unknown. He denies himself the chances that life throws. He likes fast cars , the sea , to own a motorcycle and easy women . He pretends his heart is frozen at a younger time when things were simpler to confront, and love bled red skittles bubble gum and heart injuries healed on the run . The things he’ll never care to know are that I wish I touched his soul that I wanted to be that girl , the only one , always in his dreams. that I wish to be the catcher of all his self destructive thoughts. How I hate that I can only see him when he invites me to visit his dog. Just because I know the end and is not something that I’m proud of. The other day I saw him dancing techno with another girl and I got mad . You see , I’m such a good dancer . And I had bought that dress for when he tells me : “let’s go to the movies, then we go dancing , we kiss in the car and after that I’ll take you home if that’s what you want . “ But I’m aware that day might never come Because I already gave him so much And his response is as cold as an ice wall I am just glad I didn’t give him all .