Words Left Unsaid | Poetry

i knew

i know you're lying
even when you lay
down next to me.
because i know,
in that head of yours,
is not me you want
to be with.

morning when
you woke up,
you kissed my lips
Goodmorning;
your lips don't
taste the same,
they became bitter,
because another girl
was taking its sweetness.

the way your
eyes bore into
mine,
I can see
that you're not
looking at me at all.
It was another
vision in your head,
another girl.
another lover.

and in that moment,
I knew.
I knew that I'm
no longer your muse.
I'm no longer the
one you want to see
first thing in the morning.

Trust me. I knew.
I knew I had
to let you go.