Christina Renee Baril

I laugh, I sigh,
I scream, I cry,
And yet you stay.
When I ask why,
You laugh and smile,
And think a while.
Then you say
“I love you.”
This makes me laugh,
It makes me sigh
It makes me scream
And makes me cry
And I reply,
“I love you, too.”

He watches you.
Waits for you.
One day, he will come for you.
Until then,
He picks off the weak,
and watches the poor,
Waiting anxiously,
to knock on their doors.
Be cautious though,
he may knock on yours.

I love being in love,
As much as I hate it.
It’s hard to explain,
But I don’t mistake it.
It’s magical and wonderous,
As it’s scary and mysterious.
Things may blunder us,
But we stay… in love.

I sigh and weep,
at the mere thought of you.
I ask myself why?
My answer:
I can’t stand the sight of you.
You lied and mistreated,
Denied and mislead.
Why did I trust you?
My fault, So foolish.