Done
The words "I Love You" spring from your lips,
But, actions show that I'm barely a friend.
Your "Love" poisons in little sips,
The way you act is hard to defend.
Why do you even bother to pretend?
I have tried and tried and tried again.
I just don't know what you want me to do?
You are as stable as quick sand.
I gave my heart and soul to you.
It kills me to say, we are through.
Copyright © Christopher Bunton | Year Posted 2012
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