His truth cuts her as its slips through his lips.
Slicing her up and scratching up her throat.
It was a mind game, a mind meld that had her
melting into him. A part of her knew because
she could see it in his eyes. They didn't glint
when the words bounced on his tongue.
Reality was sharp, unforgiving, and had her slacked jaw.
When he said I love you it was just a tease
and her heart was impaled on this lie, a stab to the chest,
right through her for everyone to see.
When she said I love you, she meant it.
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Screaming Into The Void
Poetry#1 in poetry :) #1 in free verse :) Have you ever felt like it was the end? Like today was just a bad day? That no matter how many times you believe that something can happen that it just might not? That no one gives a damn at all? That all you do...
