Sixty-four
days and still loving you..
How
can that be?
You’ve
lied every time
You
said you loved me.
“If
I should leave, you’ll never see me again”
Words
you once said.
Now
you stick around
Just
to play with my head.
Laughing,
it’s so funny…
What
a joke you must feel,
I
wish you all the luck finding
Another,
who’s real.
I
can’t fix things now,
I’m
already gone.
Like
you said, I’m nineteen
Guess
I’ve got to get on.
I’m
hurt and lonely
Can’t
hide my tears.
I’ll
remember your scars
For
so many years.
My
first night completely alone,
I’d
rather not think.
I
keep looking down the street,
Just
to take a peek.
You’re
there all the time
With
your thugged out friends
You
never did come home,
Until
your street day met its end.
You’d
start to complain,
When
I’d get upset.
Did
you ever think of how
My
day was spent?
I
come home from work
Just
to cook and clean
When
you didn’t show for dinner
You’d
wonder why I was mean.
I
enslaved every day
I
did it for what?
You
only come home to
Play
games & not give a fuck.
Now
I’m hurt and sad
While
you have fun, don’t feel bad
I’m
a hell of a woman
I
deserve a lot better
Rainy
days just pass by
I
need sunny weather.
In
writing this poem,
I’ve
concluded a lot.
Either
love me or leave me
I’m
worth the thought.
Miyoko
Azuma
Written
7 September 1996
