Our problem is that I fell in love
First with your soul
Then with your mind.
Your body came last.
You fell in love with my body and my touch.
You only kept me hooked
With pretty words and empty lies.
I let you dig into my mind,
While yours was sewn shut.
You became a compulsive liar with your feelings.
I love you,
I love you not.
I love you,
I love you not.
I love you,
I guess you love me not.
You are a ******* compulsive liar with your feelings.
You played a game.
It was called love.
Guess what?
**I lost.
cut from a prose verse that I wrote. I hate that I'll always love you you little ****.