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Submitted:Feb 8, 2007    Reads: 687    Comments: 4    Likes: 1   


I write about love
But I am a hypocrite
My thoughts are filled with lust
And I am forced to think of this
You thought you were the one for me
I told you so, so it must be
Well it was wrong and I was false
I love you as a friend, and that is all
These lies we tell, these lies we tell
Are what you believed as you fell
Hopelessley, madly, in love with me
~
Now what to do
What do I do
Backstep hurriedly
Out of the room
Run like mad
Because you've been had
A million times since our first
~
Such a whore I've been
What a slut I am
To say to you the things you wanted to hear
All for just one thing
To get you naked
And so the angels sing
Of another broken heart
My shoulders bear the strain
Of the evil that I've done
Who would have thought you'd be the one
To remind me of who I am
To show me the wrongs
That I have commited
The hearts that I have broken
And the lives I've left
behind me on the road
Filled with wanting for what
I promised and never fulfilled
~
What am I to say to you
After all the lies I've said
What the hell am I to do
When all I wanted was some decent head
Too late for love
Too late to be undone
You cry all alone
As I move on
~
I can't change who I am
Won't change what it is I'm doing
The love you thought we had
Was all just a sham
Get over it, move on
Be sure that I won't lead any others on
Like I did to you
Because you've made me see
What it does to people like you
I'll give warnings to the girls
I meet in the future
I'll let them know that all I want
Is just a one night stand
Maybe 2 or three nights
But dont expect to be more than that
You've made me understand
Because you're my crazy ex-girlfriend
~
That's all I have to say to you
My work here is through
Back to the sexcave for me to get
Another girl who gives decent head
Find someone who does not want love
Too late for what happened to you
To be undone
And you sit there and cry alone
As I move on
I'm such a slut




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