Absence of death, just teasing me
Leading me there, to only bring me back
Watching my life, slipping through the cracks
Entice me with things I want
Then Leave with the things I need
Holding me close, Then pushing me further away
Loving to hate me, is all you can do
I’m one of a kind, and I’m perfect for you
When you wanted me back, guess what?
I’m back and loving life, I’m out of this rut
Mixed signals are quite annoying. Too many seem to kiss and then kill. Great poem, I really like the way you've narrated this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very poignant write and matured hand in poetry