that's the thing with love
it destroys you
and when you notice
its too late
you cant go back
and erase all the memories
all the very words
that seeped out of his mouth
he starts to show you his real side
as the lies and his deceitful nature finally starts to show
but its too late you poor girl
but that's the thing with love
YOU ARE READING
Too late
PoetryCan you imagine the unimaginable? Dream the unthinkable? I guess it just comes down to words....
