I've never felt as betrayed,
As I feel when I think of you,
We told each other stories,
The past, the now - the truth.
Between all the smiles and glares,
We even shared some kisses,
I told myself to resist the urge,
I didn't - and I don't regret it.
Until the day you sought to place,
The blind truth on the table,
Even though you told the opposite,
You were an asshole without any label.
The stories of how she cheated on you,
I thought you would've learned,
You didn't, but I wasn't the one cheated on,
You were with me, when you should've been with her.
So now I've blocked you,
So she's the only one getting hurt.
And I'm sorry for her.
YOU ARE READING
Dust of the untold
PoetryYet another poem collection, Ready to be free, Words written down by a stranger, Some scars you just got to see. A collection of hearts, A bucket of sorrow, A box of pain and my deepest thoughts. These are untold stories, From a closed soul, and a c...
