Written about living with a man who does not know how to make me feel loved.
Romance is what I crave, I cant seem to find it now
Once upon a time, it was always there with a bow.
Hugs, and kisses are what I want, even as you lay by my side,
your computer has your interest held so tight, even when I cried.
Please dear wont you look at me and talk to me this day,
or else to someones elses arms is where I will begin to lay.
Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!