Change

Eventually all honeymoon phases end.

Why can't things just stay the same?


Why must good always change?


Starting out so perfectly


turning to uncertainty.





I want the things that reeled me in


is wanting him such a sin?


Now nothing is stable, all seems lost


I feel let down, double-crossed.





I'm no longer attaining what I need


made to feel my wants are greed.


I only ask for simple things;


a hug, a kiss, not diamond rings.





But I'm left wanting, without what I had


and so of late I've been so sad;


hopeing for change, but ain't getting shit


and I'm really getting sick of it.