¡DOWN WITH LOVE!

I used to think that it is better to have loved,

And lost than to have not love @ all.

I used to believe that love was wonderful,

And all that good stuff…

But now I know that love is a losing game.

And we play the part oh so well,

Using tools that don’t serve us purposefully.

SEXUAL compatibility is the foundational point,

Of how we rate each other.

So how does this blossom into LOVE?

This strange phenomenon has me,

Dealing with MEN that say one thing and hoping for another.

Why play the game? Why fool myself?

I say FIND, F&CK, FOOL & FORGET them,

They cause the existence of WHORES!

How can you blame me for thinking like this?

I am only being honest.

SEX comes first,

And relationships are second.

So it is a bad thing if I F&CK and NOT love?

SAME~DIFFERENCE I suppose.

I say let a F&CK be just that!

Harsh? HELL I know!

But who gets hurt when…?

He says F&CK me, F&CK me;

And I oblige with my D!CK deep inside,

Not contemplating love?

I know SEX is NOT a test!

I am not EMPTY on the inside,

I have a heart and I don’t abuse it.

But what are my choices?

I don’t LOVE haphazardly.

I live in a land where MEN do not have the capabilities,

To function in an ADULT relationships.

I am swimming in waters that will take me under,

If I do not hold my head straight.

I want a man that says LOVE, instead of love.

I refuse to be stuck in the motel of love,

Holding the bill for your heart.

LOVE is serious business, not some casual affair.

This love cannot complete me,

It only serves as a minor part of who I am as a person.

Men are basically tools for one purpose and seek no part in this.

I am SO down with love,

So let me get mine and check out!

© tgk