Tuesday, 20 December 2016

I thought


I thought love was a fairytale, but no
You destroyed that dream with words and absence 
I was a flower bud waiting to grow
You took advantage of my innocence
I thought you were different, but no
You left me sobbing on the kitchen floor 
How could somebody make me feel so low?
And still keep me coming back for more?
I thought you said that you loved me, but no
You should know actions speak louder than words 
Your silence was deafening, so go
After eight months of texting it still hurts.
Our lips never touched, but i wish they did. 
Just as well, for you saw me as a kid.

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