Scissors
He left me
Just like that
Out of the blue
“Hi there! Bye there!”
“I have someone new!”
What was I thinking
When I loved him?
He cared not for me -
He was only for “him”
I may be alone
But I am not beat
For as of today
His pants have no seat
He cut up my heart
I cut something of his
For I call it justice
In a world such as this
February 26th, 2007 at 11:05 pm
Gotch’ya - “Be on the look out for one seatless pants wearing goof”. *nods*
That sounds like quite the eventful moment in your life.. remember that love is love, when it’s not work. Someone close to your heart, who understands you and accepts you; well, they expect that of you too. You’ll know when it’s right.
February 27th, 2007 at 1:28 pm
Don’t worry. There aren’t any goofs running around with seatless pants. Except in the near vicinity of the Blue Oyster bar that is. And that wasn’t my doing.
It’s just a poem. It’s not real. Nothing is real. Not even you
March 7th, 2007 at 4:00 am
Well written, clear and expressive. I like it