Oh how you were my kryptonite.
When ever I was with you it was like falling in love all over again on sight.
But some how I always seemed to find my self in a fight,
Not just with my friend but with you.
See I stuck around for so long because it was familiar,
But I couldn't find out why everything seemed so similar.
I saw you with those girls but couldn't build up the strength to leave,
Because the way you knew how to use your words to deceive me were truly and utterly disgraceful.
And to even put the confronting words in my mouth was distasteful.
I didn't want to believe that you were with other girls,
Just like the way my mom didn't want to believe my dad was sleeping with those girls in his garage.
But she still put that smile up like it was camouflage.
She wore that painful smile and that image of my dad with other women like a corsage,
The one my father never offered to give her but instead gave her and a bouquet of lies,
Which she took because she felt like that's what she deserved from guys.
Because that was the love her parents implanted in her mind.
So when she looked for love in my father there was none to find.
But like did she know love had a cousin and it's name was lust,
And for her that was close enough to trust.
Because she was taught that lust was close enough to love.
Even through the push and shove he gave her.
So when she stuck around just like her mother did what do you think the daughter saw?
There's the resemblance in the boy I loved.
Except it was the words that shoved.
It was the mental and verbal abuse that killed me gradually.
And now I see you in my dreams randomly.
And I don't know if it's cause I still love you or I love what we had.
But our love was just a fad, which makes me sad,
Because now I'll I have left of you is the dreams.