it’s one of those days
these days are my least favorite thing in the whole world
i hate nothing else more
one of those days that i can’t even look at my hands without thinking of you
thinking of how our hands fit together like two puzzle pieces
thinking of how you used to make fun of the way my thumb would bend back further than it was supposed to
thinking of the way I used to squeeze your hand when I was nervous or scared and you just knew
it’s just one of those days when looking at my hands brings back one million different memories of you
a million different memories of us
just one of those days.

i could be cut open right now and i still wouldn’t feel a single thing.

you must be selfish for the sake of your own happiness
i didn’t want to hurt you, it was the last thing on this planet that i ever thought of doing.
i hurt you for me, for my own sake and well being
i still think of you constantly and how in love i thought i was
i knew i deserved better but i still stayed because the last thing i wanted to do was hurt you like you did me
you left such a deep wound that is slowly becoming a scar
i hurt you so i could stop hurting
i’m sorry

you are gone for good this time,
you have found someone else,
but you left me without a hand to hold,
a shoulder to cry on

just the thought of your skin makes me cry
the thought that you now make her happy
i hate it that you're not here
i hate it so much

it physically hurts me to see you with her
i'm glad you're happy now,
but i wish it was with me
i wish i could make you happy like she does

you said you were coming
you didn't respond to me all day
it was as if I was talking to a wall,
like you left your personality at home

you're very different now
i don't think you're interested anymore
your personality is a butterfly without color
i feel as if something is wrong

is it me? are you not happy anymore?
why do you do this to me?
you make me think that you changing is my fault,
but of course i'm there to take the blame
i always am

A river of lies flows from the White House.
Watch as the river widens each day.
Watch as it gains speed and momentum
And all credibility flows away.

The reasons for firing James Comey,
FBI Director, are scattered:
Because of Comey's treatment of Clinton's
Emails? Really, as if that mattered.

Then it was a DoJ
Suggestion that Trump was acting upon,
Adding another story to the
Great pretense phenomenon.

Next in an interview,
Trump sang another song--
That he had really wanted to fire
James Comey all along.

A man whom Trump had praised in the past
Was simply a "showboat," a "grandstander,"
Who'd lost control of the FBI.
Watch the river of lies meander.

We have heard a different story
Having to do with loyalty--
That Comey was fired because he wouldn't
Bow down before the royalty.

Just mention "Putin," "Russia," "hacking,"
"Collusion," and yes, "investigation,"
And the "You're fired!" president
Acts out of desperation.

Has Trump considered telling the truth?
He and his team should give it a try.
If they are going to make up stories,
At least they ought to stick to one lie.

- by Bob B (5-12-17)