george albot


Love - Poem by george albot

So that’s IT’ the fat lady has sung
You are right nothing would change until
It’s too late, and I’ll never be the man you need
Only the man you want!
Memories are what are lives are made of
IT’ is what gives meaning, so thank you
I won’t forget you, because I’ll see you Monday
Or before
I don’t want you to hurt anymore,
But don’t ever forget whose lips gave
You that kiss,
I’ll never stop loving you
But I’ll promise to try to stop wanting you
No more contact no more kisser I can do that
XXX
You was wrong I didn’t expect the text
To say that
We can be friends if you want
I do,
Night night babe
I - - you, we don’t need to say
(IT’ is what IT is)
XXX


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 15, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 18, 2014


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