Lies

You told me I was your everything,

You lied,

I told you my secrets that were to be kept,

You exposed them

Attempting to make me forgive you,

With roses,

They don’t work, they make things worst

I love you with all my heart,

But do you?

You tell me you do and that it’s true,

But whenever you say you love me it doesn’t make me feel butterflies,

It makes me feel blue

The lies you tell will reflect off of the truth,

The truth you kept from me

What a shame

The lies you tell,

My love isn’t a game

Lie number one was telling me you love me

You love me for everything I do,

But what a shame, you wanted me for my body

Lie number two was telling me she was your friend

But little did I know she was more than that

You slept with her, tell me now, is that not a fact?

Lie number three was telling me you weren’t lying

And finally,

Our love is dying

I’m sick and tired of the lies

The thoughts in my head are my sickness

You,

Are my witness,

Tell me do you feel bad?

You probably don’t,

It makes me sad

But what saddens me most,

You will never know,

For all of these thoughts, I wrote on a note,

I burned it and threw it in the trash,

Now all of these thoughts only remain inside of my head.