She laid there,
Her head on your chest.
You inhaled her heavenly
Scent, pondering all the was you could
Make her wet.

She was amazed by the moon,
And when she wrote you
Paragraphs, you cringed,
Believing her feelings
Arrived too soon.

She prayed you two would
Be somebody,
You hoped you get to
Kiss every inch of her body.

She sees you and sees the world,
She stays hopeful
And you stick by your hormones.

She keeps you up, explaining
Why love is never fair.
You keep your eyes shut and
Keep your fingers in her hair.

She opened up to you just
Like you expected and
When you pulled her pants
Down, you didn't keep in mind
How much her feelings
Would be affected.

She kissed you goodbye that
First night, and you promised her
She was the only one in your sight.

She hoped on you two
Wanting everything to do
With you.

She laid her head on your chest,
Thinking you as different than the rest.
She held on tight to your hand, as you
Thought up endless ways
To make her wet.

If you asked me a year ago I would've told
You that meeting him was as accurate
As there being a second planet earth.

I would've told you all about
How much I doubted my worth.

Presented you with elaborate detail
On my fathers affair
My views on life
And why love is never fair.

A year ago you would've found me wrapped up
In the lies I'd been told
Came across the girl who's
Heart was once warm
And thus turned cold.

Who I was then
Is not who I am now

Because when I wake up
I'm no longer alone
I finally started picking up my phone.

You'll come across the girl from years ago
Sher underwent a recovery
Like never before.

Aided by his touch
And healed by his love
She became his priority
Knowing her healing was a must.

So now if you look
I'll be in his arms
Curled up in this newfound love

Your side of the bed remains empty
And the TV bill is at an all time low.
I walk around
My chest heavy
Trying to avoid anything
That brings back your memory.

Your favorite painting is still crooked on the wall
Due to the last time we danced and made everything fall.

The dog wants nothing to do with me
And I miss the voice that swept me off my feet.

I haven't written in days
And I miss you in more ways ....

Than 1.

2 days ago I woke up past noon,
I checked my phone,
And no messages were received

I remember waking up to 3 from you once
Complaining about how you forgot your keys.

I know your leaving was done with such certainty
And I know she's everything I'm not
And does anything you please.

My mom said she saw your wedding invitation on Facebook
Last week, said she messaged you and you remain so sweet.

I'm chained to the everlasting memory of you,
And all those times I told you I'd die 4 you.

I'm in bed by 5
And look out at the moon
I wonder if she's ever told you
She'd die for you too.

I try as hard as I can
To go back to those summer nights
When you were mine.

The cheap movie rentals play
And as you get up to leave
I beg you to stay.

It's been months since I last heard from you
I barely drink coffee anymore
'Cause it never is as fresh as the one
You'd brew.

All I have left is your unwashed tee
And the trail of polaroids you
Always took of me.

Sometimes your touch I still feel,
And then I realize it's 4:03 AM
And again, it was a dream and
Nothing real.

I close my eyes and think of you
And that time when you
Told me not to cry
And that
I was truly only mine.

I never believed you when you said
You'd leave
Cause it never seemed
Like you'd grown
Sick of me.

I try as hard as I can
To go back to those summer nights
When I was yours.
When you were mine.

When trust was a thing
I'd report my day
Starting off with my busy morning.

When trust was a thing
I'd share any little story
Without a second thought.

The thing about betrayal is that
All in all,
It sticks with you

Causing hesitation
And distrust to be a newfound fixation.

Months will go by, and still
That memory of disloyalty
swarms in like an annoying fly.

Those walls that were broken down
Are repaired

And all of a sudden your stories and day
Are no longer shared.

When trust was a thing
My excitement was high,
My door was ajar  
Letting anyone in

When trust was a thing
I'd report my day
Starting off with my busy morning.

But you see,
The thing about betrayal,
Is that it's everything that it seems.

All in all, it sticks with you without a fail.