Tag Archive | another sad fucking poem

3/20/17

3/20/17


Dating like I’m out here, running from love. Skirting commitment? Okay, sure, I admit it. Easier than risking it. Okay, okay, I admit it.   Without a sense of a future, Why bring someone else in to risk it? Why waste a womans time by promising commitment? Would never get what she deserves from me, […]