Sometimes Poem by david lessard

Sometimes she loves me,
sometimes she don't...
Sometimes we make love,
most times we won't...
Sometimes I laugh,
some days I cry...
Some nights are lonely..
but I make it by.

Can't recall when,
i last heard, 'I love you, '
Can't remember when,
I said the same to you...

The bond that was,
it ain't no more,
The tie that binds,
has flown right out the door...

Sometimes she loves me,
some days,
she may care;
Some nights,
when she holds me,
I forget
that I
am there.