Guys are confusing... a poem about

Arghhhh you men are not simple you know,

I try and try to work you out,

On Monday you loved me, was the best you had,

Yet Tuesday you want to move out.

Naturally my head is slightly mashed,

I thought things with us were really good,

But yet apparently I have smothered you, made you sad.

I would of fixed this for sure if I could.

But we both know that this is impossible,

Because no matter what ever you said.

I'm actually a pretty perfect girlfriend,

and this nonsense is living solely in your messed up head.

Now they say the grass is greener,

Something which I'm not sure that I believe,

Because if this is the case, what a waste of time,

Because you always will just get up and leave.

You men blame us, we are naggy and cling,

How is this the case I wonder because as soon as I ignore you you ring,

"that's it" I think I am being strong,

I cant go on like this, everything I do is wrong.

All I ask for is a little love in return,

And all I receive is a broken heart, but still for you I yearn.

And so you have gone, however each other we still see,

The sex is still good, the passion is still there and I've finally realized it isn't me.

Because it dose not matter how old you are, how fit the women are you pull,

Each relationship you have you feel is boring, and you end up depressed life at a lull.

So I'm going to play you at your game, let you go and be free,

But sweetheart make your mind up as no one is that patient, not even me.

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