Poems of a Hopeless Romantic

Silent Thoughts

I sit here quietly like the wind flows wild and free.

Thinking about those wonderful memories.

And of course I wanted so many more.

But you walked out the door with that filthy wh*re.

It really is a shame that we can play this game.

Over and over again.

Round and round the cycle spins.

Why on Earth do I fall for your tricks?

Because you're an addiction that picks and picks.

At my soul,

At my pride,

At my trust,

At my feelings,

At my love,

And with no hesitation you denied.

Denied the love I believed we had.

By walking out that door.

And so with that,

I sit here with my note pad,

remembering that pain you brought upon me.

Well my next lover will bring happiness and cherish thee.