That Is Why...
I was her biggest fan until it hit the fan!
That woman made me feel like Seth Rollins; I was the man!
Forget Seth Rollins... her presence in any building would ‘Burn It Down!’
If we had Phil Collins... he too would feel her being ‘In The Air Tonight!’
It was the last time three dozen times ago!
A normal person would have sent her to Hades in hate!
But I’ve given her more chances than the national lottery!
She treated me so bad Michael Jackson could and would feel unworthy of the adjective!
Frequently flowing with faecal matter her behaviour is tantamount to a laxative!
What did she do you ask?
I think that you thinking about my business is a thoroughly thoughtless waste of time! And...
I know that you don’t know but have a want - masked as a need - to know what I’m on about! So...
I’ll humour you with my sadness!
She lied to me so many times after running around, that she should run for president!
See... the first time was absolutely my fault! Continually questioning the commitment of this cutely crafted creature, making my maiden feel minuscule she meditated immensely and made up her mind to put on make up and make another man’s day!
And that is why I hate Friday!
The second time was preceded by finding out that all she did was make out!
I should have been happy that no clothes had come off, but my ego couldn’t stomach the fact that someone else’s mind had blasted off... because that is how powerful her presence is!
My vast vocabulary can vividly define her invigorating design!
Yet the same vocabulary can... not explain the sensation stemming from the empress’ soft features!
My ribs were a safe to my heart and only she had the code! And when push came to shove, and the test was on love, she chose the girl code!
Because they have known her her whole life, juxtaposed to the Joker who just met her and claims he is in for life, but divorces himself from the conversation when it is about making her into his wife!
Later, the lady with the legs liberated herself from the legendary lyricist!
And that is why I hate Freedom Day!
The third time came about when she came to my house with the intent to arouse me with her blouse! Her mission - like her design - was complete!
The problem was not the my behaviour said “no,” even though my body said “yes,” the problem was that she knocked on the door - which like my heart - I kept closed off... to her!
Then she called my phone and it rang which gave her the impression that I was ignoring her, so she began ignoring me... indefinitely!
Thinking I was with someone else... which I was!
I decided to play another round of FIFA with Frédéric, because of a promise made four months ago, instead of manifesting my fantasies of her features!
Upon explaining my version of events she viewed it as vengeance over the events involving Verónica, Venus, Vivian and Vania! So she vanished!
And that is why I despise Valentine's Day!
Sometimes the reasons were cash, some of them were petty, and some were about petty cash!
But I buried the hatchet for her... when I killed and buried the doubt and came atound to telling her what I was about... what we were about!
You see... we left each other thinking the vastly populated universe had a variety of options for us, yet the same universe saw her as the sun to my moon, because among the stars is where I felt when she was in my arms; that's over the moon!
And she buried the hatchet when she killed and buried the doubt and came around to telling me what she was about!
Because she swallowed her pride and telling me she couldn't find closure, by coming over and telling me all our games have to be over because we would never be over!
Miss right was absolutely right!
Everything felt right... especially since she was resting on my left arm!
Now I need to leave her, again... before she wakes up! Why?
Because the engagement ring won't buy itself!