Playing An Endless Game Of Deceit Poem by Lilly Solares

Playing An Endless Game Of Deceit



It does not matter what I say.. It just does not...

Any moment I spend with you will forever be ephemeral, fugitive, evanescent, transitory......unreal...

It does not matter if I say 'I hate you' 'cause I'm unable to say 'I don't love you anymore'... that would be a lie.

In the end, I'm not a mind reader, I can not know what's inside... every single inch of your hidden soul, of your perfect heart...

What do I have left other than another lesson to learn... to let it flow..
and simply realize as I already have...
that time is a wonderful friend whereas absence is a terrible foe... and that's how you are right now... absent...

I need a shooting star... carrier of a message, telling me it'll be alright, you'll still be around...

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How can you be so blind! ? ! or... How can I be so stupid! ! ? it does not matter what I say...it just does not... does it? I think I need to wake up now...
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