a study toward sonnet #1,010 by FisherKingKQJ
You say that you don't want to go steady,
That I'm being foolish wanting any more
From our brilliant hookups at the ready,
That you'll inform me when I'm being a bore.
When I'm with someone else, you get all sore,
Then only you confess you love me lots,
Your words resonate in my poor heart's core,
Just as someone else is about to join the dots.
Now, rumours have left my stomach in knots,
You're as transparent as pure white gold bars,
That you're asexual, else for men get the hots,
That you're injury prone or cut in scars.
I know that we can grow past your old hurt,
I'll love you whether you're aloof or curt.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 hurt
o $10,000,000 distress
o $10,000,000 pain
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