Then it becomes your,
A hug and a kiss at twighlight,
How does that in a breath become contempt?
When does money I spent on a lover EVER become others business?
Why does she work so hard to make me dispare?
As an Empath when I share I do it with love,
When its shared to those Who did not step up when she needed help!
Why do they get to hear how she got to Iowa?
Or how much it cost?
I foolisly saw the woman I loved,
Like through an invisible door she goes,
I hurry out to talk to her,
Back to bed she hurries,
This is Not fight!
This is what?
Well I got to go out? Got to!
I have no community here,
How can she be so mean?
I’ve done nothing to her but love her?