rObnsTeph

Don't forget
love.
isn't that what
burns beneath
all this bullshit?
and if it is
then why can't
things just be,
with you and him.

So now
sit at home alone
thinking about her,
her
thinking about him,
going crazy,
maybe a shot or two
to crying in the corner...
now that's love.
roots too deep to
ignore,
images
too clear to forget,
lead to fighting
for something more
than
what you have,
somplace farther
from where you are,
something more real
than what you share,
when the whole time
it was all right there
between you
and him.
now that's
love.