May 2013
Admit it, darling:
not too long ago, I had
you weak at the knees.
I had you falling for my every move
I had you dreaming of my smile.
Admit it, darling:
do you sometimes think of me,
even when you're thinking of her
and how she doesn't want you
like I did so long ago? do you?
Admit it, darling:
you used to want me
as much as I wanted you.
Go ahead, admit it, because
only you and I will know.
I promise not to tell anyone
how I'm playing your game just
as well
as you are.
not too long ago, I had
you weak at the knees.
I had you falling for my every move
I had you dreaming of my smile.
Admit it, darling:
do you sometimes think of me,
even when you're thinking of her
and how she doesn't want you
like I did so long ago? do you?
Admit it, darling:
you used to want me
as much as I wanted you.
Go ahead, admit it, because
only you and I will know.
I promise not to tell anyone
how I'm playing your game just
as well
as you are.
So, this was kind of written almost as a "sequel" to my poem "You: 1; Me: 0." I want to several of these, so I planned to create a collection, but I couldn't quite remember/find where to do that, so I guess you can just go read it if you want. You don't need to read "You: 1; Me: 0" in order to understand this one, but it does make it easier to follow how I'm "keeping score." Love you, beautiful people! :)
