I should have known
that every smile,
every laugh,
and every joke
was just some false representation.

I should have known
that when you looked at me
it was just a simple, and brief
desire.

I should have known
that I was not someone
who could experience lust
in the way that those
other girls did.  

I should have known
I was only temporary
that even though for those
few moments
when we were inseparable
in the end, for you,
it was like it never happened.  

I should have known
that as soon as
someone better,
someone prettier,
someone more worthwhile
came along,
I would be forgotten.

now I know..