you kiss me you tell me you love me but it is nothing but a lie nothing but false words escaping from your lungs as you tell me things i want to hear it was nothing but an illusion our relationship was just a fabricated perfection a dark figure hid in the shadows disrupting the βperfectionβ with wrenching doubt and confusion and intrusive thoughts i thought that was the lie but apparently, i was wrong apparently, you were the lie you always were right from the start i just couldn't see it