Stephanie Selleck


I Love You


You whisper those three small words softly
As you pull my body closer to yours
More then anything, I want to believe that it's true
I want to believe a part of you cares
I want to believe you wouldn't just throw them around
But I know that my belief in you is a lie
You have no room for me in your heart
You say these three words with only one goal in mind
You let them consume my mind, seduce my body
If for only a moment, I believe that it's true
I believe that you want to let me in, let me close
Then the daydream shatters like a piece of dropped glass
And I am snapped back into the harsh reality

Submitted: Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Edited: Tuesday, February 16, 2010

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