She has lips, legs, arms, and breasts,
for you to get wrapped up in.
She has hands, feet, toes, and fingers,
for you to play with.
She has eyes for you to get lost in.
She has ears for you to whisper in.
She has a heart, blood, lungs, and other organs,
Just as I do.
She is so much like me,
but I do not think she should be able to do this.
She can, though, just like I could.
She loves you and lets you love her.
I loved you and I let you love me.
I hope she gets hurt just like I did.
But she and I are only alike, not the same.
She is not me.
This heartbreak is more epic than the love that caused it. |
Submission Name: Love(Like The Merchant Of Venice)
