How unfaithful of me, to smile and laugh when you speak,
To pretend that each word you say means something to me,
While all I want to hear is his words on repeat,
In that slow, mellow voice—
The one that humbled me and made me feel divine.
How unfaithful of me, to accept everything you offer,
To pretend to be grateful when you shower me with love unconditionally,
While I am incapable of opening the chest I keep locked away,
In the dearest place of my heart—
Holding his memories, though he is gone.
How unfaithful of me, to make you believe I love you,
To pretend to hold you through your darkest nights, over and again,
While my heart rests with someone who has no desire to care,
And my soul craves no one but his pain to bear.
How unfaithful of me, to try to love you still,
Failing miserably—
Refusing to be unfaithful to him.
Dec 14, 2025
Dec 14, 2025 at 1:45 PM UTC
How unfaithful of me, to smile and laugh when you speak,
To pretend that each word you say means something to me,
While all I want to hear is his words on repeat,
In that slow, mellow voice—
The one that humbled me and made me feel divine.
How unfaithful of me, to accept everything you offer,
To pretend to be grateful when you shower me with love unconditionally,
While I am incapable of opening the chest I keep locked away,
In the dearest place of my heart—
Holding his memories, though he is gone.
How unfaithful of me, to make you believe I love you,
To pretend to hold you through your darkest nights, over and again,
While my heart rests with someone who has no desire to care,
And my soul craves no one but his pain to bear.
How unfaithful of me, to try to love you still,
Failing miserably—
Refusing to be unfaithful to him.