she grabs my hand and says, look at me, i love you. <br />yet, i dont believe it.she yells and screams, its not <br />love you wont, its sex, sorta like the nith inning. <br />she starts to laugh at the man next to her, theres <br />a mastake here and im it, do you remember are <br />song, you know the one where we both hold each <br />other close, then we make love.do you think of me <br />when your cheating with her, or am i just a foot note. <br />and the pointing of the door.she packs her stuff <br />and leaves a note, your dog with out a bone and <br />in the future you better watch..........<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/so-much-for-love/
