Numb

I've become numb from the amount of times I've heard the lies

And by the time I began to believe them, you left.

Not leaving me enough time to stop believing, and that's what hurt the most

The constant "I miss you" and the precipitous " I love you" and the abrupt "I don't want you"

It all came and went

A hand not even being lent to pick me up from the hole he dug for me to fall into

His words were smooth and his demeanor was cool, calm, and collected.

Having accepted his affection for me, all I did was oversee 

The love he never had for me

 

 

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