Throughout the years, I've been told that I fall in love too fast. I never believed a word of it until I looked into my past. The many times I fell in love and I ended up with a broken heart. All of the broken promises made to me and vows to never be apart. Why in the hell do I continue on letting myself be played for a fool. Sometimes women take advantage of a broken heart and treat a nigga so cruel. I found a girl who seemed so special, I would have given her everything. The bitch went out and cheated on me killing off another dream. She tried to make it up to me, but "sorry" doesn't fair too well. She's constantly wanting me to love her again, but she can go straight to hell. I'm tired of being a fool in love, when will my pain and anguish end? Looking back on this past relationship...Damn I see...That I was blinded once again.
Reason for writing:
All I can say is the old saying is true, "Good guys seem to always finish last."
Birth sign: Scorpio
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