
If I let her tell it, her heart belongs to me. But actions speak louder than words. How can you live with him and love me? Those kids should be mine. I never knew love could hurt so much. Is it really love or is it just the agony of the lust that I yearn for? I still remember the first kiss. That first touch. But most of all the conversations. How could you tell me his downfalls and still be with him? I embrace the lies in your truth. So you love me right? But, are you IN love with me? Do you sit up at night and think about me like I think about you? is it my dinner that you are cooking at night? Are those my clothes that you clean and fold every other day? My lost love, the one that got away. You make me think that a man should hurt a woman and that is the only way to keep her. If good guys finish last, then what should I be? They say men shouldn’t cry, so I chose to write my tears on paper. I ask again, who do you love? Are we worth telling the truth? Our baby didn’t live but our love does. Who do you think about, yourself or him? If you loved yourself over him then you would love me. Lies live in the heart of the devil, God is the truth.
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