John Loving Iii Poet Quatrain

I Love You Too

i tried to love you 
and i knew it was a mistake
you do so many things
that i knew i couldn't take

try to change someone
what gave me that ideal
it was when you said you loved me
but that was the way you lived

i never was foolish
and i saw through all the lies
i even saw emotions
that would complicate our lives

real love real love
that is what i had for you
but when payday rolled around
that when you began your abuse

but i wasn't the fool
you thought i was
i had my limit
i knew where to stop love

i knew how to say 
this game is over
i'm not going to play
or cross over the boarder

this thing that you are
that you can not stop
it takes away love
all that you've got

it took it from you
it took it from me
it took it from your brother 
and sisters i've never seen

and here i am
i tried to help you out
but when you needed me the most
i turned into a louse

sorry, mean ole terrible me
you said "i love you"
and now i've said i love you back
love is a terrible thing when it's just an act



(by john and stephanie) but this is not a collaboration

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Phyllis Babcock June 8, 2012 at 11:07 AM When all is said and done just hang in there because love can be a wonderful thing with the right person. love phyl

Charlotte Puddifoot May 29, 2012 at 5:46 AM yes I often cross over the boarder when I'm playing board games, especially snakes n ladders, good fun climbing up the ladders and sliding back down the snakes, getting nowhere fast, a bit like life really... May 29, 2012 at 6:23 AM Now I'm being compared to a snake. And I can't defend myself. Because I know why.

Charlotte Puddifoot May 28, 2012 at 5:02 AM what's the story? nothing much to say to this really is there, other than you have a talent for getting mixed up with wrong uns, a bit like I do hmmm....anyhow, grab your stacks and give her the finger cos we have a date under a disco ball :-) Charlotte Puddifoot May 29, 2012 at 5:47 AM who said I'm worried, dear May 28, 2012 at 7:48 AM Nothing for you to worry about, dear.

Shaz Cheesman May 28, 2012 at 4:46 AM Wow John....Love (the artificial kind) is hard.......and sad that one has taken it for granted and caused so much hurt.....thanks for sharing....Shaz xo

Roberlynn Jones May 27, 2012 at 1:42 PM nice poem

Gwendolen Song May 27, 2012 at 1:07 PM John...you really poured the heart's insides out with this one...I am deeply moved, friend. I like what Elliot wrote below in his poetic comment...things like this have happened in my life and it has made me stronger and better to this day...I am deeply moved. Thanks for this posting. Love, Gwendolen

Andrea Dietrich May 27, 2012 at 10:22 AM very interesting, not a collaboration!! This is a current breakup then? Gosh, you have so much bad luck, john. About my nailed poem, it was completely made up and the one I will post later today is also made up, but as customary with me, it will take the female's side!! hahaha, I know how much you love that! There are many good women out there. Hope you can find a decent one!

Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet May 27, 2012 at 9:13 AM WOW,OUTSTANDING & POWERFUL POEM!!! Hang in there.After the storm is sunny,after the salt is honey,when you heal and look at the past it will grow to be funny.

Sara Kendrick May 27, 2012 at 7:38 AM Yes, sometimes it is not love at all but infatuation...When they get the fat the fasination is gone..Enjoyed your co-write...Thanks for stopping by..Sara