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
