Confessions of a Lonely Lover

Confessions of a Lonely Lover
----------------BBClaus

Most people ask me what’s good in him.
“After serving others, there’s nothing left of him.”

Its better you enjoy attention from other men
Rather than wait for the attention of “your man.”

He is either spending weekends with friends at the bar
Or working his ass out to meet excellence at par.

I’m stuck within four walls to pity myself
While he has company to enjoy himself.

We hardly see each other despite living under the same roof
We do share a second or two after which we go aloof.

My loveless relation is taking toll, I guess!
But the want for hugs and kisses is no less.

I act like a teen when I’m complimented
For the need of love gets complicated.

Most are willing to make me their fair maid
Not until, I spread my legs and get laid.

Sex with random guys is perfect payback
But this experiment, I should’ve done way back.

Now the guilt conscious pricks me more,
This is how karma tricks me, whore!

That long lasting love is becoming a rarity
For him to love me is like doing charity.

I’m meant to look pretty and enact love in public,
But when the curtain closes, nothing is idyllic.

I’ve walked over egg shells all my life
Trying to be a supportive wife.

This is just another bend
As the jinxed love has no end.