Songs For The Soul (Jenlisa Oneshots)

5 Stages of Love (3)

Stage 3

Disappointment

: the act or an instance of disappointing 
: the state or emotion of being disappointed

Betrayal is what I fear

Though her eyes shed tears

My trust was once built

broken, and now spilt

J

Fire, is what she is. Is what I saw in her alluring orbs when I met her. Because of twisted faith she dropped her motorcycle helmet. And that's when it all begun.

Days, weeks, and months with her felt like cloud 9. She knew me better than family, she memorized all of me. Said to love me as long as she breathes. But I guess I didn't percieved the rules of her game. I blinded myself with her scorching facade. I played with fire, "you'll get burn" mother warned.

I was stubborn, and invalidated her advice. The reason why I'm smoldering before the scene. A single image of her being passionate to another. She borrowed my heart, but I gave it willingly with no expectation of return.

Now I was left with nothing, more pain and less of myself. She took everything from me, my trust, love and life. How could she? Is my quivering lips, blurry eyes and trembling hands are not enough for her to stop. To realize I'm standing near?

It does, and the moment she learned. Her soul left her body. Her mouth opened in shock. Jennie is here, she must said to herself. Fuck, I messed up. She must added.

I wanted to be fair, so I waited for her explanation. I deserve to know the truth, and she deserves to be heard. So go on Lisa, tell what made you cheat.

"Baby what you see is nothing. I promise you." her first promise...how sad

"I was not in myself. These past months, I can't think cleary. I was fired from my job, kicked from my apartment. My father hates me. And...I barely see you" she said with regrets. She is crying...kneeling in front of me.

"So instead of opening up to me, you find comfort to another girl? You pleasured yourself to forget your problems. Is that so?" I ask

"I'm sorry" it's okay love, I dried her tears, and kissed her lips.

"Let's be together again when we're ready"

We parted ways, I didn't unloved her. I was just disappointed.