What's with those things?

This is for my friend Cassey. A proof that its not always the man that's fools a woman, sometimes we are the ones being fooled.

Questions running in my mind
which answers I need to find.
Why does this have to happen?
Why did you leave me broken?

What's with those words you said,
the love I thought we shared?
What's with that look in your eyes?
What's with those silly sweet smiles?

What's with the midnight drives we had?
those times I was there when you're sad?
What's with those wishes in the stars,
and dates at those amusement parks?

What's with all your hugs and kisses,
and all those damn promises?
What's with all those sleepless nights?
What's with all those sad goodbyes?

Why did it have to be like this?
Why did you have to fake a kiss?
Now if there would be a moment that time brings
Please. Please tell me what's with all those things.

Reviews

[peter Duggan]

Nice poem Brig, hope you come to some conclusion soon. I enjoyed the read, my friend....Peter