Please don't lie to me
it hurts.
It hurt
when you lied to me before
when you said you were bored
but actually you were having fun.
Please don't promise me things
just to placate me
just to see me smile
for that one moment
until it never happens.
Ever.
Please don't shout
just because you're tired
because work was bad.
Because work is bad every day.
I dont like being shouted at every day.
Ever.
Please be true.
Please don't promise
or shout.
please respect me
and be how you were before.
Please.
September '05
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so sincere dealing with relationships how difficult they can be how sometimes all feels lost yet the other sometimes makes a surprise and tenderness appears a lovely poem