It was a movie
Funny how you use to stole my handkerchiefs,
Funny how you enjoyed to be inconsistent, embracing the shifts,
Funny how you promised me, that you'll wait,
I fell on the trap, they're all your bait.
The first time I caught you secretly taking a photo of mine,
When you told me that champagne is better than wine,
When you told me about the scars on your left hand,
When you convinced me to listen to your favorite band.
You told me secrets that's all fantasy,
You're really good at secrecy,
You blindfolded my eyes,
All of a sudden, came out were my muffled cries.
You showed and told me things, that were never true,
From the pink skies it turns out blue,
I cried when I found out everything was a fiction,
Played with my innocent heart, like you're watching a movie marathon.
This poem is dedicated to: nagsasampay
