She tells me
I am her dream man
The perfect guy
I tell her I am
Just a mere mortal
Knowing in the back of my head
This will not last
Eyes racing back and fourth
As my attention can’t be held by one
I tell her I love her
Because I mean it
That’s why I will break this off
Suddenly
Not even leaving a “Dear Jane” letter
Its better this way
Rather than have her wait for other shoe to drop
I abandon her
I often say
I will be alone forever
Not by choice per say
But by stupidity
Subconsciously
I find a way to the nearest exit
My convoluted logic
Tells me its better
For her to hate me
Than for me to hurt her
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