Love with a Hole in the Middle

Seeking to find an answer to this riddle

Perhaps together we can discover why

Our love seems to have a hole in the middle

It’s growing bigger and bolder, as days go by

Such a peculiar thing at first, you see

Hard to notice something so small

But it’s been eating all the sweet words you used to say

Because I’ve listened, and don’t seem to hear them at all

That sneaky little hole, trying to steal my lover

It tends to grow behind one’s back, my love

Could have caught it early, if we were facing one another

Could have seen it clearly, if I were looking above

Time can be such a fair-weather friend

Against whom, commitment can struggle or stray

Time sometimes breaks, and it can sometimes mend

But not with a hole in our love, no way

Such treason is the reason, for my tone and my haste

Apologies if I’ve shocked with this matter

But with a hole in the middle, no time to waste

My feelings were left at the bottom, no ladder

Speak swiftly, my love, true words set free

Within you lies the answer to the riddle of why

You put a HOLE in the middle, no “O” and no “V”

But I found an “I”, in between your “L” and your “E”

You can keep it, with your “H” and “O”, but not “ME”

Because I’m “IN” the middle of “MINE”…now who’s clever?

Get the “F” out with your “LIES”, you two belong together

Now I’m gone, get A middle finger forever!