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~~♥~~

I used to think men
should be more like books
Both you cannot
judge by looks...

If I didn't want to finish reading
I put it down... no heart was bleeding

A book will never fuss or fight
It will stay with you
through the night...

It doesn't smoke. It doesn't drink.
It won't leave toothpaste
in the sink!

It doesn't binge... it don't eat...
It won't leave up the toilet seat!

It don't forget. It doesn't mope.
It won't hog the TV remote!

It doesn't have to have
The last say...
It doesn't have legs

to walk away.

But it's not soft. It isn't warm.
It doesn't keep you
safe from harm.

Even though it makes no fuss
It can't think. It can't discuss.

Even though it has its charms
it can't hold you in its arms.

It doesn't pine. It doesn't miss.
It can't hug and it can't kiss.

So now I think on it again...
... I think BOOKS should be
             more like MEN!!!



SoulSurvivor
2/20/2015
~~♥~~
Nothing is better than a kiss by someone who loves you.
Nothing is worse than when they pull away.
A dark, old workout room lined with punching bags hanging from the ceiling.
The bags are covered in dust and cracked from dry-rot.
They haven't been used in ages.
Forgotten.
Just thinking. How many useful things so we forget about? How many people that made a difference in our lives, have we left behind?
Here is to the roses that smelled like lies.
Here is to the kiss that burned my lips.
Here is to the time you held my hand while looking at her.
Here is to the passive-aggressiveness in your love.  
Here is to the day you promised me everything, and the day it washed away.

Here is to the day I said I would never stay.
There’s a billion words I have meant to say.
A billion things  I have meant to do.
Miles and miles I have wanted to run,
they once were with you.

My Life has changed in many ways,
and has seemed to send us in different paths.
But this road I am on now,
It’s full of pain and wrath.
To an old friend.

— The End —