Tough Love

My Broken Heart

I needed some tough love

because when you were lenient

I just took advantage of you.

You needed to pry my hand  

away from the curve of your hips

and slap my wrist so I would

learn my lesson the hard way.  

I never thought you’d be harsh  

because from your lips flowed

the sweetest words I ever heard.  

But now that you are gone  

I wish I could make things right

and show you that what we had

was so real it seemed like fantasy.

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like the poem..very good....very interesting and on th deep side.