She Loves me, She Loves me not

Well another chapter has come and gone,
once again ,I have been sent packing
if I were a chess piece, I'd certainly be the pawn,
how many times, too many for tracking

she says  in fact that, she still loves me,
but too many factors have told me no  
disappearing acts into uncertainty
questionable comments, make doubts grow

so many thoughts, leave a heart that is heavy
guess it was just never meant to be
left my dreams in a heap at the levee
my broken twisted soul buried at sea

waves of pain no longer linger
been here to often, and now I am numb
whisked away with a  snap of her fingers
need a ride now, so I stick out my thumb

maybe you, will be the one to take me in
comfort my heart, with your understanding
need a distraction, to make my head spin
need a new melody to make my soul sing

she loves me yes, she loves me not
how can one know, when true love is found
do words of passion really mean a lot
when now I listen, and there is no sound

her birthday is near, and tears fill my eyes
I so wanted to show her, how much I cared
now the present of my love, will need a disguise
she loves me not, empty heart and soul paired  

Gomer LePoet...