THE GOOD OLD DATE

I longed to be your possession
But you treated me with aggression

I kept you - the best of my treasures
I loved you; without measures

My heart into pieces is torn
The pieces are scattered down

Then you walk back from away
And I have yet another awful day

I want to act out in my full wrath and anger
But I won't expose my happiness to danger

I'll wait to act with a heart full of love
When another dream I have from Above

Meanwhile I dwell in utter frustration
As I live in the debris of admiration

Do I complement you
Or do I compliment you

Which of these do I do best
Answer me and let me rest

When I do not make it with you at last
I will forget that we ever shared a past

© Demetrius White

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