Every single time I think
I think about you.
I think about what we used to talk until sunrise.

I think and count
how many times you said it was all true,
how many times you said you were not lying,
how many times you lied.

I know now that it was all a lie,
a single lie that broke me.
Sometimes I put myself in your shoes,
and the only thing I think of is how could you live with yourself.