He was perfect
And I was so into him
That I didn't acknowledge
His flaws at all.
His smile
With dimples
Lured me in.
His creases
On forehead
Always had my attention.
His style
The way he walks
Made me fall hard.
His lip bite
Left me breathless
Staring at him like a raccoon.
His wink
Made me feel like a bad girl
And left me wanting for more.
His muscles
Made my knees go weak
And sent chills down my spine.
His laugh
Made me open my mouth
Out of fascination.
His attentiveness
Is what really got to me.
His compliments
His charms
And most of all
His sweet yet false words
Which made my heart flutter
To the point
Where I was smitten.
But what I didn't know
Back then was that
The sweetest words
Are often lies,
And his were definitely lies.
I was caught
In a big and deep lie.
He left me spinning
And spinning
And spinning.
I was dizzy
With no firm ground
Underneath me.
-r.f.
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Epiphany.
Poésie"Why turn depression into suicide when you can turn it into something beautiful like poetry?" . -r.f.