Love Pretended
Hard so hard to explain a love intended not pretended not made up but made up of lots of stuff and made up of gentle rain tears falling in the dark remembering the suffering of the small child giving in to sin eye am a broken record not given much to change there was some blue purple flowers growing in the middle of my yard when my cat was still alive and eye was such a happy little man eye picked a longish bluebell and it was purple and white eye brought it to my nose and crushed it up to smell the parfume like a rose it was. Someday eye will have a wife just like my mother was to dad. A boy is bad and always into such stupid stuff. And that is when eye cried and then pretended love.
