Strike Three

by YourSweetAddiction   Feb 17, 2012


Pains funny thing,
how it sneaks in and waits on the side-lines.
All the while you're happy.
Blissfully and Indefinately happy

Wrong.
Strike one.

Blissfully and Indefinately.
Blissfully and Indefinately ignorant.
But hey, ignorance is bliss right?
Because, surely, you would never do...
the things you've done...
if you knew
the pain it would cause...
would you?
Most of you say no,
and yet, we both know you would.
But you tell yourself,
"It's ok, it's for love."

Wrong again.
Strike Two.

It's not out of love, its out of hope.
You make these mistakes..
over and over again, hoping.
Hoping someday,
you'll find the love you've been looking for.
The kind you see in movies..
and read about...
Real... True..
Heart Stopping, tear jerking,
emotion filled love.
The good stuff.
The stuff that melts your heart,
and weakens those scrawny knees,
until your head over 6" heals,
elbow deep in a puddle.
A puddle of emotion, lust, and stupidity.

Now, you're thinking of someone....
but, if you weren't already..
now you most definitely are.
But maybe there's more than one...
maybe theres two.
or even three..
Don't worry, your secrets safe with me.
After all, you will get over them...
won't you?

Wrong again.
Strike Three.
You're Out.

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