My dad said......

" Real love doesn't exist anymore. It's 2009 and the new meaning of love is credit cards and the amount of money you have in the bank. "

Ahem, attention please.

You aint even gotta tell me . . I know that you adore me.
But I love you more boo and that's a true story.

Sticks and stones

Sticks and stones may break my bones,
but words will never hurt me.

Na, I disagree.
Because if anything
I believe oppositely.
Pain and bruises go away eventually
but hurtful words and memories
stay with you for all eternity.
I'd rather be
beat up physically
than have someone who means
a lot to me
hurt me
& possibly
kill me,
emotionally.