If you said to me
at the altar
that you would
love me forever
I would not believe you
If you asked me
to trust you
fully and always
I would
only smile
If you said
I meant more
to you
than anyone else
I would know better
I get jealous
I get angry
my patience runs out
and my love
stays behind the line
I won't be there
always
and many times
I might not
care
Truth is bitter
so you better enjoy
that taste
Now, are we doing this
in a haste?
