You can’t separate the physical
from the emotional;
they are two sides of the same coin,
two flips of a love scorned.
I will always be drawn
to what you look like;
but what draws me in
is who you are.
Don’t try to tell me
you don’t feel the same way.
After all, you broke my heart
from a mile away.
I’ll be waiting for you
even though you hurt me;
I can separate your motive
from your intentions.
I’ll be waiting for you
even though you hurt me;
I can separate your motive
from your intentions
hmmm what a sweeeet poem from my best and for ever kind and respected friend... liked it and the way you written is very interesting..wish of I can read more and more ...best of luck dear J