Pink Fire Pointer June 2011

To the One I Call Kryptonite

I heard that if a man really wants to be with you, he'll make it happen...
well it's been over three years and still nothing,
it's like you use me, and make fun to your friends, I can almost here the laughing
I've waited for you, to open your eyes and tell me that I'm worthy
of your love, of your friendship, and everything between, something
I often times swear you off, but within no time I'm back hyptnotized
by you lips, your chest, and the way that you look at me, melts me from the eyes
I always claim to be the paperclip to your magnet automatically dawn to you,
but today is the day that I've had enough and i think you've had enough time too
so today I put on my wonder woman suit i am no longer crestfallen to your powers,
that desire, that fire, that once drove me crazy in moments of passion for hours
I dreamed of your evil twin, that deceived me in love and now its finally true,
you had me thinking all this time that I was never good enough for you.
Within these past few weeks its all become so clear,
I try to draw you in to me, but your heart is never quite near
I belch it out, I'm over it, I'm done, I purge you out of my system, you see
and now its finally become clear that you are not the one for me.

A Letter from the "dead"

I got an email tonight - a letter from the dead,
someone I haven't spoke to in years,
it took a moment to open the message then,I took a deep breath and read,
I wanted to hear what you had to say, I wanted to know if you cared,
it's like our love had lost its way, but I had to clear the air
how amazing it is that we forgive the men who've hurt us,
but not someone we once called a friend.
its crazy how we could hold such anger,
to someone we promised to love til the end,
Tonight I received a message from the dead,
someone I hadn't heard from in years,
but as I read the letter at hand,
it brought my eyes to tears.