At first it was bliss,

But there was poison in her kiss,

Something so obvious,

Yet you remained oblivious,

For you thought it was love, 

Yet unknown to you,

 It couldn’t be anything more than lust,

And it was all part of an elaborate bust,

It felt like a stab to the chest, 

Now you realize it wasn’t love but a loneliness that you possessed,

Something you feared,

Yet it absently steered,

She came and told you lovely things, 

All the while clipping your wings,

Yet blinded by the fabrication,

Even if you knew you put it to cunctation, 

You fell into a false sense of security,

And then it turned to obscurity,

As soon as you were out of sight, 

She gave up the plight,

Not getting what she wanted, 

she now told you how you were really unwanted,

And broke what little you had left,

With her theft, 

Now you were bereft, 

After years and years of pain,

You finally thought you could gain, 

The one thing you wanted more than the world, 

To have a love like no other,

Now your hopes were nothing but a smother, 

And you were once again 

 

Alone.