All dressed up,
Excitement in my step,
I can not wait to see you,.
And kiss your tainted lips.
Filled with passion,
A deep intense longing,
Heels that flatter,
Garters holding stocking.
Nothing but happiness,
Smiles from ear to ear,
A romantic dinner,
With the man I am in love with near.
Hit by surprise,
Complete disguise,
Two whiskeys waiting,
Defiance and ice like cruelty.
Thrown off balance,
No explanation,
My offer to try and fix it,.
Completely rejected with nothing but a blank stare to end it.
I've been let down,
Disappointed and hurt,
Nothing comes close,
To the pain of dating and alcoholic jerk.
I've been feeling like a mental patient,.
Trying to understand it,
The complete insanity of your actions,.
And the words that accompany your torture.
A week later, you show your face again,.
Not to apologise, not to ease my pain,.
But rather to selfishly get it off your chest,.
To torture me for your own self centered rest.
You chose to disguard me,
Over and over again,
Only to further torture me so you can explain,.
It's probably better if I never see your face again.
Find your answers at the bottom of a bottle,.
Find your friendships at Sunday Funk,.
Find your passion by committing to nothing,.
But leave me out of your insanity.