She loves me, She loves me not

 

She Loves me, She Loves me not

Well another chapter has come and gone,

once again ,I have been sent packing

if I were a chess piece, I'd certainly be the pawn,

how many times, too many for tracking

she says in fact that, she still loves me,

but too many factors have told me no

disappearing acts into uncertainty

questionable comments, make doubts grow

so many thoughts, leave a heart that is heavy

guess it was just never meant to be

left my dreams in a heap at the levee

my broken twisted soul buried at sea

waves of pain no longer linger

been here to often, and now I am numb

whisked away with a snap of her fingers

need a ride now, so I stick out my thumb

maybe you, will be the one to take me in

comfort my heart, with your understanding

need a distraction, to make my head spin

need a new melody to make my soul sing

she loves me yes, she loves me not

how can one know, when true love is found

do words of passion really mean a lot

when now I listen, and there is no sound

her birthday is near, and tears fill my eyes

I so wanted to show her, how much I cared

now the present of my love, will need a disguise

she loves me not, empty heart and soul paired

Gomer LePoet...

Reviews

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Are you sure she loves you not?
Very nice poem Dave,
Well written from the heart, makes me want to cry with you