(The parting)
Alas, in the heat of their passion one afternoon
As they struggled out of their garments
The chain that held us broke and I bounced off
She couldn’t stop to search for me, could she?
Not until the red hot lava had cooled
But I was under this heavy mahogany wardrobe
Among the fluff of dust and cobwebs
Oh dear, she’s leaving without me
(The wistful end)
I heard him whisper he would get her another
A shiny new piece all dolled up and fancy
But she wears him with pride, oh how could she?
I thought our love was timeless and endless
Life was so good when it was just she and I
Oh, why did she have to bring him into our lives?
It wouldn’t be so bad if I was lost in her room
But, every night I have to lay here and listen to him snore
thats sad. akin to love given but not returned. replaced so easily. such is the world of material things
ReplyDeleteare there three people here? I can feel the pain.
ReplyDeleteEi Homegirl has to reconsider...the boy doesn't clean his room!! lmao
ReplyDeleteMhmm Roach, material things. I hear they have feelings too.;-)
ReplyDeleteNana F, yes a woman, a pendant and a man.
ReplyDeleteHahaha Shels, you have a soft spot for Pendant huh? Yeah, looks like the guy doesn't clean... and he snores too!
ReplyDeleteaww, now I'm sad for pendant!
ReplyDeleteHe doesnt clean, he snores and thinks it's OK to just replace things once you've broken them.
ReplyDeleteWhat is she doing with him? Oh the sex is good you say?
OK Then.
Maxine, me too. Poor Pendant!
ReplyDeleteFaf, its good to replace things you break, no?... Remember that this is Pendant's point of view so it may be a little warped with jealousy. Hehehe.
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