Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags: poem
Move on, there's no point in waiting.
There is no room left for you in her life.
Give up, stop trying.
She has after all, stopped being your wife.
Get up, one foot in front of the other.
You are no longer a priority.
Move up, you've become a bottom dweller.
Stop wallowing in mediocrity.
Quit it, in asking all the questions.
In waiting for signs and vain hope.
End it, despite all the promises and suggestions.
To be able to survive and to just... Read More