Pretend
"I love you"
You always tell me those words,
But I can't feel the sincerity.
"I love you"
You always tell me those words,
Yet I don't feel loved.
I looked straight onto your eyes,
And asked,
"Do you love me?"
But you can't look straight at me.
I just smiled and told you what I wanted to say before.
"It's better to hurt me with the truth,
than comfort me with a lie."
BINABASA MO ANG
Desultory
Poetry[ Adjective ] Not having a plan or purpose. Highest Rank: #135 Poetry
