I lied to her.
It’s not like she shouldn’t have known better.
After all I didn’t give her a phone number,
just a beeper.
Hell, I met her in a club for christ’s sake!
Drinking, dancing; what’s a women like that expect?
Forever - not in this lifetime.
Told her I was recently divorced,
“live with my sister”
She don’t like me giving out her number.
What kind of women buys that load of crap?
So the next weekend we “make love”
I’ve got a key to a place, ya know.
Man… I twisted that girl all to pieces.
Truth is, she kind of twisted me too.
Look it’s not like the wife cares or anything.
And the woman…
…She kept comin’ back for more.
I called her everyday.
Both of us were addicted - so what.
Told her she was the only one.
- Friend told her I was married,
Ha, she was foolish enough to defend me.
Couldn’t even call me at home -- but she defends me.
How naive is that?
Told her I was in love with her,
but the damn girl wouldn’t say it back.
Said she didn’t believe in love.
But she did anything I asked;
“and trust me I asked.”
“Why wouldn’t she say it back?”
I go home to the wife…
sleep in my separate room.
Wonder why the hell we stay married.
Oh yeah… she won’t give me a reason to leave.
Doesn’t want sex, but told me to get it elsewhere.
How do you leave a woman like that?
I call the girl again and make plans to meet.
At least I’m getting some regular like.
No more fumbles in the dark with women I’ll never see again.
And the girl she’s special.
I’m laying there holding her,
(funny I’ve never done that before)
and I tell her again that I love her.
She looks at me with those dark eyes
and tells me “not” too.
Talks about being broken, and unable to love.
Don’t know why I wanna here those words anyhow,
it’s not like I really care.
It’d just give me more power over her to have them.
What the hell do I need love for any way?
I got wife at home, that should be enough.
“Yeah right some wife.”
So I gather her closer and kiss her.
“Why can’t you love me?”
She hugs me tightly, whispering,
Don’t cry… please; stop crying.
Patricia Gibson-Little
April 22, 2003
Author notes
I had no idea of what to call this poem, so suggestions would be welcome. For that matter, it’s certainly not my normal style. I think it was inspired by something I read yesterday, but for the life of me I can’t remember what. Oh well it called to me so here it is. Let me know where I succeeded or failed with this one, and what message you got from it; because I have no idea if I got the meaning across like I wanted to.
Thank you
Written April 22nd, 2003
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great imagery and wonderful read
You wanna hear something strange, this sounds like my life a couple of years ago. My husband was married and his wife told him the same thing, we got together and I told him if he really loved me he'd leave and marry me. We've been married for a year and three months now. My biggest hint was to sing " I Am Ready For Love" by India Aire LOL Great job on this one and thank you for commenting on my poem. -
I.. Am.. Impressed..
This was strange... Love misleads and twists you up weirder than the jungle's path in Africa. You'll be wound up in love so much you'll never find your way back out. This was very nicely written.. I thorougly enjoyed it. Not sure what to say about the title. Although I was a bit confused.. But I got over it.. -
Nice write, it really pulled me in. Very intriguing & emotional. How about 'Loves Treachery' for a title. It would make sense, since all three characters are mislead by love. Just a suggestion.
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First of all I really like how you wrote this from a man's perspective. That is a creative approach and makes it more interesting to read.
Other than a few puncuation/grammar errors I have nothing to critique. You have 'women,' where 'woman,' is needed at times.
The message I got from this was one of the man playing this girl, possibly needing love more than he realized. He wanted her sexually but deep inside he wanted her love, that is why he kept telling her he loved her, in hopes she would say it back.
I could be totally wrong, thats just what I got though.
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I like this. My take on it is that this man went blindly and impulsively into a relationship with a woman for sexual fulfillment, but ended up finding something deeper and was hurt to find out that the woman was only in it for his original intended purpose. His intent was to "take" and was dumbfounded when he found himself wanting to "give". Nice work.
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perfect
so..wow!!! I'm speechless! This heartbreaking tale of 3 really pulled me in! I loathed him and pitied them all. What a tear jerking non-love triangle you've weaved with these words! Bravo! -
This was filled with so much anguish. Hers and his. Made me very sad to read this. And i can definitely understand her unwillingness to say the words "I love you" and why she would refuse to give that "gift" to him. Makes perfect sense to me...
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Excellent!!!
WOW!! So many different things were going through my mind while I was ready it. The further I went, the more mixed my emotions became. I started hating the guy but ended up feeling soory for him. And now all I can think about is "Why can't she love him?"
Very moving and emotionally charged piece.
As for a title, how about: "Victims of Love"








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