A Broken Love Story( Confessions From a Gentleman) Love is both a curse and a cure, since we both want to enjoy this drug we can't stand when we run low on the dosage, is this is what love is? Am I the reason you can't sleep at night because your worried about me or is your pass the reason you can't completely trust me? Did you give me a fair shot at your heart or does your ex still have your key? Why can't you see I'm not him or the reason you can't sleep is you want him back. We battle with love and hate like there're on the same coin, but do they hold the same value. Why do you love to hate and hate to love? Why do you go after what you don't want but throw away what you don't need? Why can't I saw I love you; however, how can I love you when you can't shack the image of your past lust? Now am I the villain just waiting to hurt you once again? Can I truly become your one true love or is that exist only in movies? Sounds pretty bitter coming from the man sitting along in the bar. No music to jam to, no body to take this drink, just me and my broken image. I haven't even take a shot, but I'm all out if rounds to give;furthermore, I'm running out of ice. I ask myself this question all the time "Do I leave or do i stay?" Do I leave her behind after all the pain I wasn't able to heal? Do I stay and fight this battle that I can't win; since we was never together? You asked for answers, but you didn't want to take the test, so you cheated. Now I'm to blame for you not truly fallen in love. #poem #poetry #poeticstateofmind #poemontheway #poetsociety #anastybreakup #theonethatdidntcheat #throwingawayroses #lifeshardlesson #lovelockdown