She came. But, she never conquered- Yours Sadly Sessions

She told me that she wanted to kiss me.
I’d swooned over her curves since a long-long time
Dreamt of the moment she was ready to say yes to my 2-year long request to share her warmth.
So, I jumped with joy, but was numb to say anything more.
I thought, she’d be different.
I thought, she’d know.
I thought she’d understood nothing more, yet nothing less
Than what I’d always said-
At the end of the day, leave me alone!
Like most people,
She too thought that this was merely ornamental.
And she said that I hated love because I’ve not been loved enough.
Gwaaah! Such lies.
Such coarse hopes people prison within and dream more about the torture.

But, there was a difference.
I was not one among them.
I had no rousing dreams.
I did not want any romance, I merely wanted her body.

No.
Co-existence without shite was prettier.
Wetten. Fuck. Ejaculate and Clean it off with a gush of the jet.
Like most liars, she too lied that she hated commitment.
And echoed with me.
Like more flimsy folks, she was flaying too.
She was not my falancho.
So when I finally told her that I didn’t have time for her.
It was with a heavy heart because I had time for her body, but no time for her emotions. Or mine to be shared.
It’s a burden to even think that I may start it all over again.
So ….
When she told me that I will never see her again,
I was smiling inside. And I silently told her,
Fuck Off!

I had such dreams about living with her.
But, she was just another leech, looking for love.
Just another man in women's tender skin ...This Poem on Hello Poetry