HIS KISS WAS POISON.
THAT I MISTOOK FOR LOVE
I BELIEVED THAT HE WAS THE ONE,
HE HAD TO BE.
THIS RELATIONSHIP WAS FORCED
AND NOBODY COULD EVER LOVE ME.
WHEN HE FINALLY WALKED AWAY,
THAT’S WHEN I REALIZED IT WAS TRUE.
EVEN I CANT LOVE ME.
I DIDN’T BLAME HIM AT ALL.

BUT HE SHOULDN’T HAVE BEEN THE ONE TO LEAVE
AFTER ALL, HE TREATED ME LIKE DIRT
AND HIS WORDS WERE VENOM
WHILE HE LIED AND SAID HIS HAND WAS
NOT UNDER HER SKIRT.
BUT AT THAT PARTY, I SAW IT.
HE HAD NO REGRET.
OUR LOVE WASN’T REAL BUT
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DID THAT HURT.

NOW I’M HERE,
REMEMBERING WHEN HE WOULD
SAY HE WAS “JUST WITH THE GUYS”
BUT THE GUYS DON’T HAVE PERFECT LIPS
AND LUSTFUL BLUE EYES.
OR A DRESS THAT WAS TOO SHORT,
AND A NEED FOR ATTENTION.
HE WAS LOVE DRUNK
AND HE NEEDED AN INTERVENTION.

HIS WORDS TURNED HARSH AND
I KNEW THEY WERE TRUE.
I REMEMBER HOW HE SCREAMED
“NO ONE COULD LOVE YOU.”
IT RINGS IN MY EARS EVERY NIGHT,
IT’S ONE OF THE THINGS THAT KEEPS ME FROM BEING ALRIGHT.
NOW THERE’S TEARS STREAMING DOWN MY FACE,
WARNING YOU ABOUT BROKEN HEARTS, JUST IN CASE.