You held me close, yet lied to me, A traitor's mask I could not see. The warmth I crave, your arms I seek, But truth has made my heart grow weak.
I know your truth, but I can't say, The cost is one I dare not pay. My silence screams, my heart decays, Bound by the game we’re forced to play.
Still, I’m trapped in your embrace, Hating the love I can’t erase.
This is based of something i wrote down today:
Imagine having to find comfort in the arms of the person that you love the most but betrayed you. And you can’t tell him you know because you are a hitman and he is an informant for the police