(L. b.)
Just so you know,
When I said those words to you,
I meant it.
I told myself you loved me,
And I believed in my own lies.
Maybe a little too much.
Just enough for you to hurt me the way you did.
Or maybe just a little too less,
Not enough for my dreams to become a reality.
No, It was just a little too much.
Because every time you told me you'd change,
I believed even strongly, in my lies.
So much, that I actually saw you do.
But you never did,
I just got used to the pain.

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PoetryA Poetic series. . With Every passing breath, I sink even deeper into a pool of my own darkness. . *Whispers* "Not your usual poetry"