Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2012
Why do I even come back to you,
When all you bring me is pain?
Why do I even think of you,
When all you do is make me insane?
Your love is like poison,
And I think I’m addicted.
Your heart is like gold,
But for me it’s restricted.
Why do I even talk to you,
When all you do is talk about her?
Why did I even fall for you,
I thought I knew for sure.
Your love is like an ocean,
And I think that I’m drowning.
You don’t even know,
How it’s your fault I’m frowning.
But I’ll keep coming back,
Until the last words are spoken.
Yes, I’ll keep coming back,
Until my heart is all broken.
amt
Written by
amt  Ohio
(Ohio)   
337
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems