It was an uncontrollable feeling,
when my voice hit the ceiling,
And I told you,
that I wanted you to go.
The chances of it repeating
is probably dead even,
but I can't let you,
ever, ever go.
I'd lose all feeling,
hit my head on that ceiling,
if I knew that you,
really wanted to go.
You may think I'm lying,
and rationalizing,
but I love you,
so please don't go!
(C) 2017 Elena Plotkin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes, careful what you say in haste and anger and frustration! two of my ex-wives told me they were miserable not too long before i/we decided the marriage should come to an end! well, it was for the best i think. i don't really care to be where i'm not appreciated/wanted. of course my current mate is the first to have much money, so........................she ain't gettin' rid of me so easily! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! hee-hee. to MyPoemList favorite lines: I'd lose all feeling, hit my head on that ceiling, if I knew that you, really wanted to go. bri :)