By Angela angieubaldo@hotmail.com
Date: 13 April 2001
Toy
Oh how i still love you so.
Foolishly,
i yearn for you
only you.
Why?
Is it the challenge,
or the loss.
I feel Rejected,
fatigue,
to worn out to try,
yet to stubborn to give up.
you are a lost cause.
i am nothing to you,
never was,
never will be.
but still i dream of you,
yearn for you,
crave your touch.
your soft warm skin, beneath my finger tips,
they climb your body like a hungry wolf roams the wild,
searching for it's next feast.
i am a fool,
living in a fools paradise.
blind to reality,
oblivious to what is real.
all i know to be real,
is my illiusion of you.
who i wish,
you were.
who you,
will never be.
but i still act like my illusion is real,
it is not real,
you are not real,
you are a hollowed out shell of a man,
with a pretty face .
and a big dick!
your heart is cold,
your gaze is empty,
yet i imagine that when you look at me,
you see beauty, adventure,
like i see when i gaze at you.
like a child gazes at a toy they can never have.
you are a toy to me,
just a toy.
that is broken and no one can fix.
but i see beauty,
i see all my dreams emcompassed in you.
what a fool i am,
to settle for you.
only you.
empty you.
meaningless, heartless, you.
you disgust me,
make me want to rip me hair out.
why don't you love me!
maybe i always knew,
you'd drive me crazy.
its the sweetness of the chase,
but when i catch you i know i will toss you aside,
like a old used toy.
i just want you to know, that you are my toy.
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