Your smell, intoxicating
Your love, believable
Your lies
Sweet, biter sweet.
I once loved it
Loved your games
Believed you loved me
And maybe it was true
Maybe you did love me
Maybe you did once care for me
Maybe you did love to make me laugh
And hold me tight
But you couldn't prove it.
So you begin with an S and end with dangerous
YOU ARE READING
Poems in my darkest times
PoetryOriginal poems made by me when I'm feeling emotional or upset.
