Thin Line between Love & Hate,
Where as the Passion gone,
Please Tell me this,
No hugs,
No Tenderness.
Dry lips as Quench
the thirst.
Wanted Crib & Kids,
Not Friends With Benefit.
If Love So Nice,
Tell me
Why does It Hurt so Bad?
Crying, I'm suppose to be Glad.
She said she loved me,
She cares,
Always far never near,
Tied Up, Busy.
No quality time,
Only When She wants possessions,
"Honey I Love You".
Lies,
Words of Untruth.
Can't Chill & Dine,
No Quality Time,
Someone else on her mind,
But Who?
Is it Kevin or Steve?
Moving on,
Hand me my Keys,
No theatrics,
No crying on bended knees.
If Love So Nice,
Please Tell me
Why does It Hurt so Bad?
About the Creator
Sean Noble
Poetry from the spiritual mind expressing Ways of creativity. Read passionately mini sadness, pure happiness. I have no Stripe account but will accept gratuity via PayPal. [email protected]. Thank you. Most High First Every Day.


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