All these secrets,
All these lies,
And you were never one to compromise.
You played a sick game,
But I was always the one to blame.
You said you loved me,
And I believed it,
But now I know you were just full of
Shit.
I needed you so much,
But all you ever wanted was
To feel my touch.
Love is not the same as lust,
So when I turn my back,
It turns to dust.
Once I wanted you,
But now I'm through.
You might have torn me apart,
But you'll never take what's left of my
Heart.
YOU ARE READING
Untitled Poetry
PoetryNothing but a bit of random poetry in the form of jumbled thoughts.
