I didn’t know if I should buy you a shotgun or roses.
Should I go for the traditional romantic gift or a shotgun to blow my brains out?
I love you but you drive me crazy.
You have my heart but I am lazy.
Love is blind like an overweight person at an all you can eat buffet.
We all repeat cycles.
I now have trust issues because of you.
I was happy now I’m mad
The beginning was good but perhaps it was hollow.
It was a sham like an over the hill rock star that never got up the hill in the first place.
I can no longer see you smile.
So which will it be a shotgun or roses?