You took my pulse without ever touching me,
Like honey and flowers, you were my bumble-bee
but then you stung me and the venom in your stinger begun to kill me at a rapid pace you didnt even look back to see if i was okay let alone alive so why would i belive you when you say you Love me?

Oh, honey, you took my pulse without a touch,
Like a bumblebee, you buzzed around so much.
But then you stung me, left me in pain,
Your venom spreading, driving me insane.

You said you loved me, but where were you?
When I needed you most, you bid adieu.
Now you come back, saying those words so sweet,
But I see through your lies, I won't fall for deceit.

You may have taken my pulse, but you can't take my wit,
I'll move on from you, I won't be a hypocrite.
Your love was a poison, disguised as a cure,
But I'll heal myself, that's for sure.

So buzz off, bumblebee, don't come back to me,
I'll find someone who truly sets my heart free.
Your pulse-taking days are over, it's time to move on,
I'll find a love that lasts, long after you're gone.

You were my bumblebee
But then you flew away, leaving me to wilt like a forgotten bouquet
You played with my heart, like a mischievous cat with a mouse
Now I'm left wondering, was it all just a game in your house?

You took my pulse with your sweet words and charming smile
But now I see it was all just a clever guise, a well-rehearsed style
I should've known better, should've seen through your facade
But I was too busy getting lost in the rhythm of your charade

So here I am, standing alone with a broken heart
But don't worry, I'll mend my wounds and make a fresh start
Because next time you try to take my pulse without touching me
I'll be ready, armed with wit and wisdom, a force to be reckoned with, you'll see.

© J.F Chapman-Butz