you lied to me, and yourself as well.
couldn't you see how you made my heart swell?
I thrived in the web of lies you made,
never considering how truly betrayed
I would feel if you killed me, a pesky fly,
maybe it would be a relief if I died,
for at last if you looked into my dull, dead eyes,
you'll take a deep breath and let out a sigh,
as you tell me one last unforgivable lie.
"I love you"
YOU ARE READING
SOFTIE
Poetrysure, my heart is fragile, but my mind is strong. sure, I talk quietly, but I will stand for what I think is right. sure, I'm a softie, but there's bravery in being soft.
