Love poem.

Its different from what I usually write but my muse was focused elsewhere during the penning of this particular poem.

About breaking up and the questions you would normaly think about.

Wondering if it is time to break up or stay together!

This is about a love that hasn’t diapered and seems to haunt someone.

About my ex feonce.

A poem about an abusive boyfriend, and the girl telling him shes done.

I am not a toy and have real emotions!

Love means just for now apparently.

Is love ever truly real?