As I said,
Baby, I
Can’t see myself
Doing anything right with this,
Even when I
Feel like it’s all
Going well.
How can
I tell if it’s
Joy or the urge to
Kill me that
Leaves you with that look?
My best plans
Never work
Out well.
People change,
Quit,
Realize who they
Should be with,
Take a step back…
Understand me. I am
Very clearly too much
Work for anyone…
XX
You get my kisses
(Zero to two for you).
*
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Comments (6)
Awww your love poem touched my heart.
Bad boy vibes shining through, Yet we propel ourselves to the bad ones. Then we get this vibe swinging back to us. Oh what a merry-go-round we constantly ride. Great poetry sir.
We speak the same language of relationships it would appear, Kendall.
"It's not me, it's you" 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I love how you made the X into kisses. That was very creative. Loved your Abecedarian!
I'd say that sums up many relationships.
You've managed this so succinctly!