How is it that a good guy gets fucked over?
He promises flowers
He promises chocolates
He promises a shoulder to cry on
He promises an ear to listen to problems
He promises an armful of cuddles
He promises to love you
He promises to hold you
He promises to laugh at your 'less than funny' jokes
He promises to stay by your side
He promises to defend you
He promises that he'll marry you one day
He promises that you'll have a family
He promises that he'll support you
He promises to be with you
He promises to make you feel loved.
But why do you go after the latter?
All he promises is sex.
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Poems
PoetryIt's just a collection of what I feel like writing. I'm not really sure that I should call them poems. There's no real purpose of what's in here. If any of these don't make sense, just ask me. I'm gonna try and write one for every day of the year.
