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The not so easy


Rough around
The edges
Makes being selfish
All the more tempting,
I love you’s losing
All of its meaning
“mm hmm’s” and “uh huh’s”
All the more cryptic,
Arguments that break out
Never settle down
If & when they do
Its Solely for your benefit,
What upsets me
Is that you use sex
As the medicine,
Which at the time
I have no room
Or no reason to go the other way
Like an arnold-Benedict,
I love to talk ish
You know words are my weapons
So in honestly
Why even trip?…
I do things
For the love
And say shit
For the humor,
I have so much Built up
It all pours out
I apologize
If it sounds rude to ya…
You say
I talk too much
And that you can’t
Stand me,
I want to be around
Who want to be
Around me,
When we get intimate
It’s the best
But that’s not a strong enough reason
To sacrifice us as a “we”,
We can’t expect
Something to grow
If we can’t even
Plant a pure seed,
And in the end
We both deserve
This is not what we need,
I don’t want to be
The bad guy
I’m forever hinting
For you To break up me,
So All the more
Do I say things
And never is it
to be Mean…
You either
Don’t get it
Or you just
Don’t want to let go,
Love is to be tender
And what we have
is getting harder
to hold,
I can use
All the soft words
But it’s just spoil
And turn into mold,
Keep calm
And carry on
The future has
Something better in store,
Now please

She doesnt care

she’s a wild one

and yet she speaks so well,

so much so she’s the type to interrupt me mid speech

because she wants to hear me get excited & yell,

she’s one  tough cookie

a no discount offer, hard to  sell,

I try to resist from being too abrasive

but the temptation is hot as hell,

she acts very controlling

but I’m thinking/hoping that it’s just a shell,

she puts on her collar/sees me pick up the leash

do I tug or just let her chill, I think to my self,

I refrain from moving to quickly

the signs are there but its hard to tell,

she secluded me to a separate room to sleep

knowing if we share it wont take long before we become a pair,

In the morning I burst in through her opened room door

halfway catching my self, doing my best not to scare,

grabbed her by the ankle then stomach-shake she awakes-says my name

then without skipping a beat asks how long was I standing there,

 before I can reply she mentions having a dream

I wait to find out about what, and she just stares,

I demanded that she tell me-she didn’t

I grew frustrated and my nostrils flared,

 I lay down next to her-grab her by the neck

shes doesn’t move, it’d appear as if she doesn’t care,

is it my responsibility to push start the engine

and here I was blue completely unaware,

it’s so funny how

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