He Loves Me So Much Better When Im Gone

It's me, you see me

I'm right next to you, Can't you see

We're not pleased, my baby

Our stares so nauseous, diseased

So much silence, Whats really going on?

Please, Please don't fold again

Keep it clean, Help us be again

I don't know why but he seems to love me better when I'm gone!

It's you, My prince

So precious

So far, but close

My baby, now a ghost I want back

here in this darkness

Will I become your past?

My love, My sin

I drink you in

Who's next to bend

I fear this end

I want to know why you love me so much better when im gone!

It's us, My treasure

You're so lost at sea

Then there's me

My baby, Always falling to my knees

Here on this floor

Will I beg you bored?

Please, Please, I am me again,

I'll help you, help us be again.

I thought maybe he could love me but he's gone!

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its a good poem and interesting ..agree with your idea and theme...well done ..hope you go through my poems too...I am basically peace wisher poet with 6 books in hand and dream peace ... here is my famous say regarding peace to share with you .... (a friendly smile is the best weapon of war to fight with..afzal shauq )