Love is only right when it is felt both ways. Love can feel so good or hurt so bad, a fool’s love!
He thinks forever
she dreams another
he, a future together
she, not much longer
he longs to hold her
she ignores his touch
her mind a new one prefer
he hungers love, heart and gut
he can’t recognize a fool’s love
He thinks about her all day
she’s with one she wants
thinking how to run away
she thinks of cheating stunts
he just longs for her voice
she’s already made a choice
he needs her every second
she’s with someone new for hours
only a fool’s love ..I reckon’
He’s thinking a smile
off early from work
she thinks cleverly beguile
for him the biggest hurt
her the bedroom pleasure
car drives up quietly
flowers and his love no one measure
to the bedroom lively
until he stands as a fool, a fool’s love!
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