You're Something Else!
By Stanley Collymore
All that I keep hearing from you is what you expect
of me: a litany of your wishes, requirements and
even your fantasies gathered together and
neatly parcelled up in what effectively
is your personal shopping list of
selfish demands relating to me.
How could you conceivably have thought
that such egoistical behaviour would
remotely impress, let alone ever
persuade me to fall in love
with a control freak and
utterly self-centred
gold digger
like you?
© Stanley V. Collymore
30 January 2013.
(2013)
