True Love, Or Love For The Moment

Brin, dear Brin. I hear you are telling the same lines you once told me. I need to tell all how you once made me feel. You misstook my love for what u said was obsession. In fact if you would have stayed instead of roaming away without a care in mind, or in your dark soul.

You striped away my life and ability to love when u just disappeared, without a trace. You never took my love for exactally what it was. My love was the truest form of true love one can give. You just ripped it up like a dirty torn piece of paper, and threw it away like it was last weeks garbage. You tore up the purest form of ones love. Now you are playing the same game with anothers heart and soul?

The question is why have you played this same game with so many. You say the same exact lines to the hearts of many. Are you so cold, and trecherous? You could build a bridge over the Rio Grande river with the many hearts you've broke. You speak volumes to me, with the violence you do to ones heart. You promise so much. Then end up vanishing, without a word, and forget about the one who loves you. You leave, and in doing so leave nothing but empty promises, and devastateing pain and anguish. You tell me Is it true love your heart gives, or is it love for the moment?


Copyrighted @By Tom Brown
12-7-09