He makes me feel high
but at times he makes me feel low.
Even though I know hell never change I always wind up saying stop after I say go.
I can't see how he loves me and im almost certain he's cheating.
But what makes me stay is it the look in his eye, or the fact he had me at hi.
I don't know but this man surly knows how to control. He never admits his faults, but insteads puts me in the wrong.
He never apologizes just buys me pretty things and all.
I must think do I really want to be with this man this man that makes me cry, beats me up inside and hurts me so, I wanna say no but even after all these things I won't go. Why you say, the reason I haven't left is because of the love, the love that was once there that has faded away, that's the only thing that gets me to stay. Although I know its gone my heart won't leave
I guess I just miss what we
Use to have.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem