Your love is like a sting, painful yet tolerable
Just because I consider you as my wing, doesn’t mean we’re compatible
Yet I still gamble, because I thought we’re workable,
I sacrificed everything, does that make me gullible?
But baby you’re just nothing, a scam I finally succumb
Don’t you think we’re meant for each other from womb to tomb?
Nah! I don’t think so, ‘coz you’re only so-so,
And every time our eyes and lips met, you and my other friend date
I thought my beau was cool, ‘coz he always call
God I was such a fool, I let my heart give my all,
Although you are like that, you still have a place in my heart
But that was before, when my heart was still whole
Your love is like a bee, you need a queen like me
I love the way you sting, feels like we are a thing
But darn it I was naïve, you always like to deceive
Give me back my things as we aren’t meant, think of it as return of my investment
The things we do for love, why is it painful yet beautiful?
I dedicate this poem to my ex-boyfriend. We call each other as "choi", which means handsome. We had such a beautiful relationship, although it was only short, but it was real. It was the only relationship where I felt I was so loved.
