Choose her…

She demands he doesn’t visit me

She’s laying down the law

She took off her engagement ring

until we’re friends no more.

I’m feeling guilt to be the cause

though no wrong have I done,

she insists he ends all ties with me

but I’m no threat!

She’s his number one.

Impossible choices…

Complicated heart.

A past love with no full stop in place.

vs

A present love with no desire to lose.

crossroad

It is impossible to choose

between my memories

and my now.

Rumours…

He said, she said.

They have lots to say

Commentating my life

In a despicable way.

The facts aren’t important

when spreading a tale

The more drama the better

Juicy telling’s never stale.

My life sounds amazing

Wild antics galore

The grapevine will tell you

what I said, did,

and more.

I sit back and laugh

when I hear what I do.

I’d rather be living

 

than sit talking of you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The lack of us…

Where is the effort you promised?

Where is the regret you expressed?

Where is the love you declared?

 

I see nothing that encourages me.

I hear empty words being spoken.

I feel bitterness growing in my heart.

 

Is this your idea of togetherness?

Am I supposed to settle for less than to be happy?

Should we not let go of what is already gone?

Pulling myself together…

 

…And so begins a new day.

A day to hold my head high, and thus rescue my pride.

A day to busy my hands, in the hope that my thoughts will busy themselves too.

A day to surround myself with smoke, a coping mechanism.

 

Deal breaker…

Fury:  A red hot desire to scream your head off while smashing everything that reminds you of the offender into little pieces.

 Heartache:  Trying so hard not to cry, and being unable to help it.

Denial:  Hoping the offender will arrive with a perfectly good explanation that proves their innocence and devotion.

Humiliation:  The wish to hide forever, because everybody probably knew all along how gullible you are.

Dignity:  Desperately trying to control the above emotions so as not to attract sympathy or I-told-ya-so’s.

Energy Thief…

Somebody who drains you,

does soak up your glow

 with ongoing dramas,

everyday the same show.

A face booking saga,

dirty laundry parade

going round in a circle,

soap opera homemade.

Friendship…

 

The best kind of friend

is someone you can sit and swing with

spend hours not speaking a word

and then walk away

feeling as though you just had the best conversation

ever.

Burning your bridges…

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Events pile up

Angry hearts stack them higher

One word sparks it off…

Emotions on fire

 

Respect…

Courtesy

 

 

Respect doesn’t interrupt.
Respect

Respect doesn’t yell or swear.

Respect doesn’t call names.

Respect doesn’t lash out.

Respect doesn’t sulk.

Respect doesn’t assume.

 

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

 

Respect has eye contact.

Respect has manners and courtesy.

Respect has compassion.

Respect accepts different opinions.images (6)

Respect listens.

Respect is patient.

Time to get high…

images (6)I’m not numb anymore.

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I was in the neighbourhood…

images (6)I sit on a perch in my gilded cage,

thinking cracked thoughts about us.

I’m halfway there, till the end of the year,

when I’ll arrive unannounced, if I must.

I can’t help but wonder…

Do you like knowing that I’m stuck here?

Do you like it that I miss you?

Do you like to keep me waiting for you?

Do you like my loneliness?    Do you even notice it?

Do you think about me after you leave?

Do you miss me?

Do you go out of your way to make time for me?

Do you take me for granted?ImageImage

Money talks…

A chick I know has just turned up on my doorstep – says she’s “broken up with her boyfriend (she says that weekly)  and can she “please Nike a bag to celebrate?”…

I guess now she’ll wish she hadn’t fucked me around those times in the past…  Besides, I told her last time, when I finally tracked her down, that it wouldn’t happen again…   And I meant it.

C.U.N.T !!     Image  Cash up no tick.

Hmmmm…

What else would you have me do, aside from wait for you.

I blow smoke rings into the air,  thinking…Image

Thinking about what?  I wonder. 

I knew exactly what was bugging me a few minutes ago,

but right now, I don’t know about anything,

except calm peaceful feelings and smoke rings