She says it was love,
\nbut\u00a0not once, not twice,
\nshe\u00a0around me shove,
\nlike throwing a dice.
\n
\nBroke up with me again.
\nSwitches her feelings on and off.
\nThe third time\u00a0I was feeling the pain,
\nonce more I was feeling the scoff.
\n
\nThen\u00a0a poem she wrote,
\ndry and lace was my throat.
\nThere is\u00a0proof of love in this quote,
\nby myself I thought.
\n
\nWe were about to change our live,
\nover and\u00a0above.
\nIt\u00a0gave me such a strive
\nwhen she talked about love!
\n
\nI was utterly\u00a0beguiled,
\nalthough my appeal was\u00a0mute,
\nto bring up her child,
\nher daughter so cute.
\n
\nOur kingdom,
\na business to construct,
\nour elysium,
\nwe wanted to conduct!
\n
\nThan again, a sudden turn.
\nBreak up number four!
\nEmotions painful and sore,
\nhave shaken me down\u00a0to the core.
\n
\nIn a relation a must,
\nis\u00a0what she does not own,
\nis the issue of trust,
\nbut doubt is grown.
\n
\nThis is what caused her grief.
\nDifficult to\u00a0comprehend,
\nbut disappointment I believe,
\nis where\u00a0she descent.
\n
\nWhy\u00a0her heart is broken,
\nWhy her love has wend,
\nremain\u00a0unspoken,
\nat the bitter end.
\n
\nBoundless I would bow and beyond,
\nto her love, unconditionally\u00a0I would bend,
\nto gain her love, to anew the\u00a0bond!
\n… some broken hearts never mend.
\n
\nCan one man have so much bad luck? – What the fuck!
\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
She says it was love, but\u00a0not once, not twice, she\u00a0around me shove, like throwing a dice. Broke up with me again. Switches her feelings on and off. The third time\u00a0I was feeling the pain, once more I was feeling the scoff. Then\u00a0a poem she wrote, dry and lace was my throat. There is\u00a0proof … \u201eFour times\u201c<\/span> weiterlesen<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[80],"tags":[65,66,67,68,69,70,71,72,73,74,75,76,77,78,79,81,82,83,84,85,86,87],"class_list":["post-1577","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-englisch","tag-3-weeks","tag-8-million","tag-after-the-dask","tag-as-sure-as-eggs-is-eggs","tag-cactus","tag-elysium","tag-embodiment","tag-ferry","tag-four-reasons","tag-four-times","tag-its-over-again","tag-liaised","tag-loss","tag-no-one-can-guess","tag-number-five","tag-sandy-beach","tag-the-moon","tag-trapped","tag-why","tag-why-me","tag-words","tag-your-poem"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.philodex.com\/lit\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1577","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.philodex.com\/lit\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.philodex.com\/lit\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.philodex.com\/lit\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.philodex.com\/lit\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1577"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.philodex.com\/lit\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1577\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.philodex.com\/lit\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1577"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.philodex.com\/lit\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1577"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.philodex.com\/lit\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1577"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}