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Here you are
Here you are
Back again.
Treating me like
I
Am
A
Sin.
Here you are
Paying the whore
That you call "Love."
Here you are
Casting a spell upon me
To forget everything I've wanted and
Everything I've needed
In the hopes that you could make
What I need and what I want to be you.
Here you are
With that
Same old
Stupid face.
Here you are
Opening your arms
For a
Warm
Embrace.
Here I am
Spitting in your mouth
And
Making you swallow it whole.
Here I am
Scratching your back
'Til it bleeds.
Here I am
Kicking down the door
And watching your rotting brain.
Here you are
Walking shamefully away.
You've been defeated in your
Little
Cat and Mouse game.
The little one won this time.
The little one won this time.
The little one won this time.
Here you are
Dying by my arms.
Here I am
Not giving a damn.
You had it coming.
You knew you had it coming.
Here you are.
And
Because I'm your dirty little whore
Why don't you pay me once more?
Hrmmmmmmmmmmmm. Not that I know this isn't about me, I can critique it. I like your writings, Stephanie. I can't do what you do; I can't write with feelings and make it rhyme. (I don't know enough words. x.x) Honestly, you're really good at painting the picture that even published poets forget to paint.
You're a poet
AND
You're beautiful?!
Steph, you should be fighting the guys off right now.
To forget everything I've wanted and
Everything I've needed
In the hopes that you could make
What I need and what I want to be you.
That's the lines that made me think that this was about me. I thought that YOU thought that I was forgetting what you wanted just so that you could come back to me. And thinking about on it, I was an idiot about that. Love is a two-lane highway..or something. And the only way for the two people to see each other is to meet somewhere. And this is where we meet: I love you and I feel horrible for making you leave. But I'm going to have to live with my mistakes, and hope that time patches of the holes, puts out the fires and brings us back together. (I know that I'm sentimental...oh, well. heh.)
Still love you...
Tyler.