To the one I love no more

[VillainousHero]

Hundreds of love letters gone to waste
You were too busy loving other men in my place

Now you say you don't have timr to pack your stuff
But you make plans everyday and night to sleep with your bf's puff

So I asks you kindly when are you going to move out
You just keep saying you having got any time about

So I had to ask the police to kindly escort you
Yet you lied to their face and they believe your lies as true

You're a liar through and through
At least read this, but like before you

Didn't bother cuz you're to busy getting pumped by your lover
Who's also a cheater, suits you the cheater as well even better

So if you want to spread more lies about me
Let everyone judge you and the public will see

You're a liar, cheater, gambler, thief, and almost killer
You suckered my compassion and took it as a filler
You're just lucky, I saved you, your miserable life
Made you into something, even called you my wife

Now stop trying to con your way back you whore
Yes, you're terrible, I've had enough of your bore

No good will ever come from you
Cuz there's no good inside of you
Live by your own words...the one who cheats must die
Hey, your own words...you better live by it...bye bye

[duckwingduck]

You should hook up with my friend.  She's a wonderful women with two teenage sons. 

[VillainousHero]

You should hook up with my friend.  She's a wonderful women with two teenage sons. 

Sure I'm game.  I suppose I will have to start somewhere, even if it doesn't work out for the long run.

[duckwingduck]

Sure I'm game.  I suppose I will have to start somewhere, even if it doesn't work out for the long run.

You seem like a nice guy.  My friend is a wonderful person and she deserves a good man.  I will find her Facebook link and PM you.  She has been single for 15 years because she's picky in quality in men.  Most Hmong men who are over 40s are either traditional, have stupid beliefs about women, too OG, and so forth.  You see to be very modern which I think will be a good match.

[VillainousHero]

You seem like a nice guy.  My friend is a wonderful person and she deserves a good man.  I will find her Facebook link and PM you.  She has been single for 15 years because she's picky in quality in men.  Most Hmong men who are over 40s are either traditional, have stupid beliefs about women, too OG, and so forth.  You see to be very modern which I think will be a good match.

I will look forward to it.  Maybe life has prepared me for this.

[VillainousHero]

Dont be too picky, uncle Vhero!

Oh I wasn't picked... That's why.   

[VillainousHero]

no, he said my daughter was too young for him. He needs a .woman like u or me PR. Heheheh

What hook up?

I just wanted to be candid and didn't be one of them old horny man who only wants a younger woman.

[VillainousHero]

sorry son, PR  and i are too old for you. If only we are your age, things would  have been different  mog. 99

Oh that's how it rolls.   Heh heh heh.

[VillainousHero]

Dont be too picky, uncle Vhero!

If I'm not picky, I'm gonna feel like she's a virgin tight slit
If I'm not picky, I'm gonna hurt whenever she spread and split
I will have to be picky and be lucky pick
I will need to be picky for the parts to stick

[VillainousHero]

You got me so wrapped up around
Now it's time for me to be profound
The effects have all but subsided
The directions have all been decided

To look around and around
You got me down on the ground
Broken and derailed, so failed
Permanently destroy, all my letters mailed

You had me, by the thread of sound
No longer I am yours to bound
I am going to get well and cure
For I am going to achieve myself, pure

[VillainousHero]

It's been so long, I didn't know or remember Patty Smyth

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GGSk7p7UW24&list=PLAROVBdbGuqAA3jLjfoOVWmMJ6-3eY1qG&index=4

Look at what's love has done to me 

I'm so glad to be able to smile
In the morning for just a while

I'm so understanding what love done to me
I'm so glad to finally be free

So all these years have finally past
I welcomed all the cold that had last

I've made my mistakes, my choice
I've accepted my life, my voice

These are the times for changes to take
These are new paths for me to make

.....

I feel like I should thank Patty Smyth

[lilly]

Think of tomorrow, not of today.
You've inflicted enough sorrow and pain.
I've given you all my love and my life.
Now it's time to wash it all down the drain

I was so foolish to believe in the power of love
I was poisoned by you, so dangerous
Now my life is all but wasted on you
Oh you're so selfish and cancerous

I will love you no more, for I have none left
Better you move on, better for me as well
For my sad tomorrow will be made better
This for those to witness, so that they can tell

For a better tomorrow without the sorrow

I spent my entire life looking for you
Yet the person who accepted me was not true
I hurt everyday from these past years
From the start, my eyes were blinded by tears

I was wrong to believe in my love to be endless
Only regrets and realization that lacks tenderness
My punishment for having so much faith in destiny
My rewards of emptiness in all of humanity

False promises made, all colors in all shades

VERY Nice, VillainousHero!  Your poems are full of emotions, expressing of the wrongs that were done to us by people that we thought loved us.

[VillainousHero]

VERY Nice, VillainousHero!  Your poems are full of emotions, expressing of the wrongs that were done to us by people that we thought loved us.

Thank you

In a way I wish I would've backed up all the originals that I wrote to my love.
Before I met her
When I met her

I only have these left...afterwa rds.

I wrote out quite a bit...hundreds .  But she tossed them aside.  I mean literally.  Along with all my life long documents that I was planning to write a book on.  That dream...litera lly became a pipe dream.

[lilly]

Thank you

In a way I wish I would've backed up all the originals that I wrote to my love.
Before I met her
When I met her

I only have these left...afterwa rds.

I wrote out quite a bit...hundreds .  But she tossed them aside.  I mean literally.  Along with all my life long documents that I was planning to write a book on.  That dream...litera lly became a pipe dream.

WTFudge?!  She sounds evil as f*ck.  Sorry!      We live and we learn, right?  We're smarter now and we'll be able to smell a-holes from miles away.  Hopefully you're much happier now!     Also, I'm sure you can still write your book.  If you were able to write things down before, you can do it again!  Keep your head up!

[VillainousHero]

WTFudge?!  She sounds evil as f*ck.  Sorry!      We live and we learn, right?  We're smarter now and we'll be able to smell a-holes from miles away.  Hopefully you're much happier now!     Also, I'm sure you can still write your book.  If you were able to write things down before, you can do it again!  Keep your head up!

I've been writing if since I was a teenager.  The notes and real life accounts and experiences.  Then I had an accident, got amnesia.  So as of now, there's now way to recount what's happened in the past and all the documents I've collected.  Also sad how Time Life magazine decided to delete those articles I wrote for them afterwards too, when the internet world was transitioning over to blogging and they were seeking to increase a declining traffic.

I don't know, if it's a jealousy thing or a control thing.  If I would've completed my book, it would really turn the whole sports of volleyball upside down and destroy and support all the training methods that only the professionals knows about volleyball.  If could've been a good thing or a bad thing for volleyball in all aspects.  It would've been one of my greatest dream...what it meant to be Hmong and what it meant do an in depth study and analysis of a sport we all love so much for July 4th Hmong American heritage in this country.  The credits would've been mine, the originator.

I guess it's gonna be like all things Hmong tradition goes...Lost in time.  Because we didn't do a good enough job of documenting it for security and preservation.