I Told Him. but ...

Today I tried to tell him, for the hundredth time,
that it is "over between us," and that I will no longer hide."

I said, "I will no longer go around with my feelings in limbo,
and trying to be kind, when my heart holds no more love for you,
and I'm tried of this roller coaster ride."

He never tries to listen to me on this one serious subject; I'm tried of the
charade. If only life were perfect. I'm tried of him giving me all
these expensive presents, at times I try to give them back,
but his attitude is never pleasant. He gives me this stern look,
and then acts like it never happened, and then I'm back at square
one, acting like we're as happy as heaven.

I ask myself over and over again how come he's not affected,
I'm trying to make a break from him, but he's just not having it.
He has no reason to keep hanging on, surely he must know this,
I feel like an old worn out tattered shoe, and my life feels ragged,
and torn.

If only I could get through to him, and make him understand, that
sometimes relationships turn out that way - broken and buried
in the sand, but he treats me like I'm child when I bring the matter up,
and then my anger starts to burn like fire eating away at the earth's crust.

With the subject matter clearly at hand, he'll look me square in my
eyes, and take this innocent stance:

"Tell me what's wrong baby, you know I'm here for you, I love you
so much, tell me why you're blue."

Another day has come and gone and he's knocking at my door, he has flowers,
candy, and presents, I don't think that I can take much more. Fate
sometimes create places that are difficult for us to leave, all we can
do is hope for the best and never try to deceive.