Crumbs

I saw his face today.
I love his face.
He doesn't deserve my love,
But I love him anyway!

Maybe it will grow my soul,
I've always disdained the "silly women" who love the "evil men".
Always mimicked cattily,
"But I love him."
Why?-he's not worth your love.
Do you think so little of yourself,
To throw you away on him?

Now, they are my sisters in crime.
Succumbing to the crumbs we are thrown.
Unable to walk away from "our love".
Even when we know, deep,
They will never cherish,
They will never change,
They will never care,
They will never love.

We hope,
We yearn,
We cry,
We hurt,
And when it's all over,
We do it again.

Pitiful.......