Fake Love And False Hope
Trying to hold on to something nonexistent.
You don’t kiss me like you used to, I feel like a friend, not a spouse. Years of building love and a home, Where is the love now, in this house?
You no longer put the pole in the grass. Lately you’ve been tilling the soil. There’s a breeze and a drought, This field is in need of some oil.
You used to wake me at midnight, Giving me my dose of medication. Holding tightly to calm side effects, As our passion had much vibration.
You come home now with a different scent, Allowing someone else to spray you. For so long I’ve been in denial, Wanting to believe it’s not true.
You will no longer make a fool of me. My heart and mind can’t bear anymore. Keep your side piece and pride. It’s my time to exit, recharge and explore.
© Tony Young, Jr. 8/20