You Took the Bait

You work so hard, seven days a week Our lives are separate. They have to be. You're up in the morning and out by five I'm just coming in and barely alive I want to be with you but there's never the time So I just have to miss you, pretend that I'm fine I remember way back when you just couldn't wait To get home and see me just like a date Romance and passion were all that we knew I cared what I looked like and dressed up for you Well, at least I put make up on...what did you do? Ooops there I go, the unconscious slip This poem of love just turned into shi My hidden agenda, the anger and hate Projected on you like something I ate That wouldn't stay down, digest and vacate The vicious vindictiveness of love vs hate We're arguing again because you took the bait Karen M Feist