You were always great at lying. You were always the one spreading your so-called love everywhere to be praised now tell me is it nice to be on top all alone? Darling, I am no beauty queen and trust me I'm definitely not the 'it' girl, but I am something. I have a heart, which you seem to be lacking lately and it hurts to know you can't go a few minutes without at least acting like you love me. Yet, you seem to love everyone else you talk about when we're alone when I feel your heartbeat race when you say you love me. Now, tell me how could I fall for all your lies? How could I fall for all your acting? Couldn't you just stay the night?
YOU ARE READING
He's gone
Poesía[Completed] Someone leaves you, all the good memories play over and over in your head till it's too much. Every emotion you feel gets too much. Like you want to scream them out and I just wrote them down.
