Pain of Love, by Niki
Her breath stank of gin and tonic.
I was disgusted.
I knew where she had been.
She was at the bar again.
I bet the men were pawing her like always.
She never tells them no. As long as they buy her a drink she
is happy to let them feel her up, front and back.
I hate it when she comes home looking to get the quick fix
I know its not me she sees when she closes her eyes.
It’s the other men.
They all love her.
No, they love her body.
I hate that she loves their attention.
Why can’t I be enough for her?
Why can’t she just dance with her girlfriends and ignore
those other men?
I thought marriage would be fun with her.
I thought her days of partying and being the center of
attention was over.
I thought I was that stable force she said she needed in her
I guess I am guilty too.
I let her leave.
I know where she goes.
I know it’s not to her friends house.
What can I do?
Lay down the law and loose her.
I don’t want to take anything away from her.
I want her to have fun.
I just want it to be fun with me.
I know she isn’t cheating on me.
She wouldn’t want sex with me so much after these little
I wish I could get into that head of hers and find out what
it is she gets from these men.
I want to give her everything.
I want to make her happy.
|Posted: 2005-05-13 20:58:06 UTC|
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