Wednesday, September 10, 2008

EXPECTATIONS

EXPECTATIONS
She’s saddened by his selfish acts
His sudden refusal to buy her cards
His impulsive outburst and harsh words

It has not been like this, she can recall all the things
The sweet massages, surprise gift shower
The utmost power. Love defined.

Bitter sweet is the taste in her mouth
As she licks the candy and thinks of Andy
She is angered to the core
As this was her first love
The man of her dreams
He swept her off her feet
And liked to hold her by her hips

She wanted a gift, every time they met
She wanted a lift, from her home to her friend’s
She couldn’t get the drift, when he was late for a sec
And she always insists that what she wants she always get

Is it his fault he went?
And always preferred to vent
In such a way that she knelt
Crying to herself
Hoping she’s dead?

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my fight

my ride was long with bumps and fog i searched for love thinking of above and i found none but pain and cries is this love???