I hope I’m not just some plain entertainment to you.
My feelings are true.
And they don’t like being stepped on.
Don’t leave me there standing like a fool,
All alone, crazily in love with you.
Stop making me wait if there’s nothing to it.
Tell me the truth.
It can hurt me but it’s better to hurt me than to destroy me with a lie.
I could never trust you again if you lied.
YOU ARE READING
Spilled Ink Poetry
Poetry"The poem is a little myth of man's capacity to make life meaningful." - Robert Penn Warren
