Love,
Can never be true,
For that is what I thought,
I felt for you.
For if it was so,
I wouldn’t be broken,
On the floor,
When the truth is spoken.
It means your love,
Was a lie.
I can’t get my head around it,
No matter how I try.
You slept with her.
Touched her skin,
How you touched me,
And that was your sin.
I look now
At the time we had,
You should be fighting for me,
You should be sad.
You aren’t though,
You just gave up,
And i see now,
Your love was corrupt.
I’ll never be able to see,
Who truly loves me,
If I read people so wrong...
It hurts me.
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