Waking up every morning to see you lying next to me. Going to sleep every night wondering if you still love me. Recieving a kiss everyday that I leave for work. Coming home evernight to being called a punk-bitch and a jerk. Sharing a wonderful dinner by candlelight. Dishes flying across the room because we fight. Going to get you gifts no matter what the time. Coming home to seeing ashes of things that were mine. Making love through the night until the early morn'. Falling back in love with a woman scorned. Two dozen of your favorite roses on Valentine's Day. Tearing apart my heart, how could you leave me this way? What happened to the good times, why did things chage. I've experienced the pleasures of love, now I feel the pains.
Reason for writing:
Just a little more insight into my lovelife for everyone. It sucks doesn't it?
Birth sign: Scorpio
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