Spoiler
This is actually a bit of a spin off my own love life. Just a bit of fiction added to mix it up... I'd love comments but don't be too brutal please!
Three Strikes, I’m Out
I tease you,
hiding my emotions behind a mask of mean.
You start to hate me,
all the while my love for you grows stronger.
First strike.
I finally show my feelings,
you’re surprised, hesitant.
We’re finally together, though,
my heart is content.
But then I get bored,
forget what we truly are.
We stop loving each other
because of me.
Second strike.
I try to show my love again,
you turn me away.
You’re found another,
someone who’ll never (and never has) hurt you.
I still love you
though I try to deny it.
It’s my third strike,
I’m out,
but I’ll always keep trying.
hiding my emotions behind a mask of mean.
You start to hate me,
all the while my love for you grows stronger.
First strike.
I finally show my feelings,
you’re surprised, hesitant.
We’re finally together, though,
my heart is content.
But then I get bored,
forget what we truly are.
We stop loving each other
because of me.
Second strike.
I try to show my love again,
you turn me away.
You’re found another,
someone who’ll never (and never has) hurt you.
I still love you
though I try to deny it.
It’s my third strike,
I’m out,
but I’ll always keep trying.
