Inamorata...

Why does she do this to me?
Shred my heart into pieces and make it so thin.
Why does she do this to me?
Time and time again...

Why does she set me up.
Only to let me fall.
Sets me up.
Plays with me like a doll.

Why does she hurt me so bad.
Then make me feel good.
Like I'm just a fad.
Like I'm made of wood.

Why does she run away.
And leave me praying for death.
Asking her to please just stay.
Eternally gasping for breath.

Why must she keep me guessing.
Like this is all a game.
Constantly stressing.
Or maybe I'm to blame.

Could it be my fault.
That I let her do this so much.
Leading her deep into my hearts vault.
Leaving her my love to clutch.

My love to toss around.
Play with day after day.
Throw on the ground.
Keeping me in dismay.

I miss her so much.
I only wish she knew.
I still desire her touch.
My love is still true.

I cant live without her.
I know that sounds Cliche.
I didn't know this would occur.
But I missed her the most today...

©JP 2006