Valentine's Poems for My Stalker

Roses are red, Violets are blue. . .
Someday you should get a clue.

Love that's True

Please understand, I think you're swell
But when you're near I feel unwell
And like my soul is being crushed
It isn't good to feel so rushed.

You may mean well, but I'm not game
You're a real nice friend, but love is lame
And I don't think I'm ready, still
And maybe I just never will.

So if you want to stay my friend,
This lovey stuff will have to end.
Someone out there waits for you
And that will be a love that's true.

You Think that You love me

You think that you love me
And told me it's true,
But I have to tell ya
You don't have a clue.
You think I'm so special
And that I'm all that.
I don't even know you
So this all falls flat.
Besides, I'm attached
I wish you the best,
But all your affection
Makes you seem a pest.

To the Jerk:

Go away, but don't be mad.
You were the best I ever had,
Now don't be sad, no don't be blue. . .
I just can't take this crap from you.

Breaking UP

Breaking up, so hard to do
Unless they have to break with you.
Then they'd find it oh so easy
Cause you make so darn queasy.
You seem like you own the world,
But no you never owned this girl
And now I'm giving you the boot.
All I have to say is, "Woot!"