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Mar 2014
I feel like this love is dying. I'm trying I'm really trying.
Is what I'm doing right now, writing poetry, making things worse?

I feel like it's too dramatic, but I have nowhere else to turn.

What happened to you.
I know

I did.

You used to strive for 90's, now you're handing **** in late, you don't communicate, the little things I try to do just don't cut it, it seems you don't appreciate.

I think you're bored, living this life day in, day out. And honey, I am too.

There's nothing more for the time being that we can do.

How I wish we could just live in a house you and I just the two of us. How I wish I could take you places everyday. At the moment, I just can't. I'm not good enough. I'm not a "real boyfriend" I guess.

Things take time, and baby, if you wait for me, I guarantee you'll be smiles, day in and day out.

Don't let this life of Partying and *** and drugs consume you. Remember what's important. Remember what is true.

There's nothing more at the moment that I can do. I feel the worst on it's way. I feel like I'm losing you. you say freedom is what you need. Baby, I'll give it to you, you want money, diamonds and all the time foods, I'll work hard, for you.

you have me wrapped around your finger, How easily you could just flick me off like dust.

It's torture, this game you play. Do you love me like you say you do?

Those poems, those morning kisses, showering together, writing notes for each other. I don't want you to forget those things.

This house we dream of, this car I need to get, this money I need to earn. ****, IT'S ALL MATERIAL............

I want a simple house, a simple way of living,a future with you. Only problem is I don't think you want the same. You hate me, you cannot forget the past, you resent me, I swear sometimes it's like you fake it.

When you laugh at me I feel nothing. I feel neglect and hatred. Men have feelings too.

You're so cruel. But I love you. And I promise no one will love you like I do.

Why you gotta be so Cruel, I'm gonna marry ya anyway. <3
If only I could just flick a switch, for now, we literally must endure.
Devon John Farkas
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