Don't come to me when
The skies are blue and sunny,
Don't pretend like you care
And then leave when
The clouds drift in,
Heavy with rain and sadness.
I don't need you in my life.
You don't actually love me,
You never will,
And I can't believe
I fell for your game of lies.
YOU ARE READING
CCCLXV - Poetry (Part 2)
PoetryPart 2 of my 365--this year: 366--challenge. A poem a day for a year.
