You Consume Me /Poetry

Wait a month

it was may, love was in the air flowers were blooming...

You asked me to be yours, which to me was quite swooning...

Your love surrounded me like a forest, and I felt your tree arms around me, sheltering me.

You were the easy type to talk to, maybe that's what our spring hype was about...

I watched the flowers open and it reminded me of the way you opened your arms to me in May...

One month, many views. I saw many sides of you,

the sick,
Mean
Twisted
Liar...

You would be a good advertiser because your good at making people believe things can work out when they really can't.