Everything about her was a lie.
Her taste in food,
Her taste in style,
Her taste in songs.She said she liked sweets,
She told me she liked skirts,
She mentioned she liked Senorita.Lies,
All were lies.Fake,
None the truth.The way she would smile at me,
Her every compliment,
My memories of her....They were all lies...?
-Zzil