Spikes...

[Paul]

It's obvious... so boring, dispickable,
Unbelievably stupid and mad...
Loving me ... not much, a little,
Leaving me naked and sad...

Your content, i believe, so proud,
Like a futile leave in the wind,
When two souls nearly bound,
But things are not square, but round....

Be patient cruel thing,
Love is like a boomerang,
When you least espect it strikes,
Shattering your soul with spikes.

[burn_2_hell]

huh...wish that it can be true...that love is like a boomerang..but i don't know..