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Dec 2013
How could I not see the signs,
before this even started people were hinting,
she was so good,
clever woman,
instinctively deceiving,
would have given her the world,
said she loved me,
she does not know the meaning,
she does not even deserve the title of a woman,
used to call her my lady,
she is not even a girl,
specimen of sorts with no conscious,
her and I together,
thought nothing could not be conquered,
fantasize about having babies,
what was I thinking ?
All this time I thought I was flying,
when I was sinking,
from day one I should have known,
all the signs,
they were well shown,
she was so good.
That look in her eyes,
she must have practiced,
it was a joke,
I was a joke,
so pathetic,
so naive,
lingering on hope,
that this was real,
the look she would give,
the way she felt though,
it was surreal,
now I know the truth,
my heart will not melt though,
for I was a joke,
I will laugh,
It was my fault for being so dumb,
I should have known it all from day one,
she was an act,
thought she was special,
deviated from the rest,
it was the contrary,
I was just part of a contest.
Almost killed myself over her,
could not stand the thought,
of us not together,
but now the joke is over,
I cannot dwell,
I cannot stop,
for the momentum I've built,
I felt a happiness overwhelm me,
when I confirmed,
for I am not crazy,
she is a bird.
The joke is on you now,
one day you will learn,
I was true to you,
what I felt was unparalleled,
no one will have a love for you as deep,
for anyone who truly knows you,
would never adore you,
as I do unconditionally.
Even after the revelation,
I adore you so,
so I guess the joke is still on me,
for now,
but you will know.
Written by
Danny
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