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May 2016
He tells me I'm beautiful
I believe every word
So drawn into his allure
I disregard all signs just clinging tight to his word

I don't know when love became so complicated
I just know this dysfunction has turned into a drug
I don't know why I love the fire so much
Hell this right here is way worse than any drug

There was this one night we danced all night
I remember those loving eyes
Then there was one night I guess I made him mad
At work the next day with sunglasses covering my eyes

I think to myself
It's a shame we get so lost in the dark we never see a shimmer of hope or light
I remind myself
You'll never find love like this again and I place him back in the brightest of lights

I'm not saying I'm staying or going
I'm just saying I know that this is a problem
I'm not saying I deserve this love at all
I'm just saying sometimes you don't have the answers to every problem
Am I talking to you?
Orlando D Allen
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Orlando D Allen  Nashville
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