A Violent End To This One
She seemed so certain this time
We set a date
And prayed for forgiveness
And then comes the blow
She doesn't love you
And she doesn't want you
It's like that.
Something turns in a person
And they destroy you with
Love they had
Evaporates on the breeze
As dew on the grass blades.
It's different for me.
The speed is different.
It takes me longer to fall in love
It takes, as consequence
Longer for me to hate.
I don't hang on quickly
But I do hang on longer
So when she deals the blow
When the words come
Colder by text message or email
Taking all the occasion
Out of getting shoved.
I prefer the violent ends.
With pots and pans thrown
By me and
Laughing about each others foibles
A weird birthmark
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