cheater
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3rd grade.
We were best friends,
Playdates 3 times a week,
Soccer tournaments together.
Ithinkthismightbelove…
5th grade.
Get lost! Go away. Go away.
I pretend not to know
Like I pass the drinks, but it shows
I wanted to hear it from you
I thought you were really great
I thought you were my partner
My chest is tight
My throat is closing
My stomach is in a knot
I feel my heart breaking
I close my eyes
I feel you, next to me
You are noiseless
You are cold
I've heard the phrase countless times.
It goes something like,
"Cheaters never prosper."
I have now lived long enough
and seen enough,
experienced enough
to know there is a way around everything.
You made you fall in love with youBut you cheatedI met all your loved onesBut you cheatedYou got down on one kneeBut you cheatedYou smiled for all the gifts I gave youBut you cheated
i loved you, thinking that was enough.it's hard to imaginearming the personwho'd strike you down. honestly— i've learned that honestyis a double edged sword;
when you call me beautiful
is it for love?
when you hold me close
is it for love?
when you kiss me
is it for love?
when you call her beautiful
Black hearts bleed red
I would know
For there is a sword in mine
It glistens ike embers when I turn to the sun
And it's red blood twinkles as it drips
As if the drops are falling stars
Remember when you laid next to me in my bedYou remember, yeah don't you?Covers over us and bodies pressed togetherYou loved me, didn't you?Well that's what you said when we were done fucking
As words crawl up and out of my throat
My fingers desperate to find the right note
Heart as heavy as lead but fragile as glass
Watching the ceiling fan, waiting for it to pass
The nausea the fatigue
I should've noticed that you never actually cared.
Shame on me.
I should have seen that you hated everyone around you, including myself.
Shame on me.
You like it when he calls you baby
that his attention is all on you
You like that he kisses your forehead
and rubs the back of your hand with his thumb
He always asks how your day went
I don’t understand how I even try, especially when the only thing I ask is “Why?”
Did you play with me as if I were a puppet in some game?
Or did I mean anything to you at all?
He says, "don't you love me?"
I say, "I don't know,"
I thought so at first,
But now that we've grown,
People will change,
For bad or for worse,
But growing apart,
Now that always hurts,
Ahh I can smell that smell from a mile away.
It's that smell of another women's perfume when he's late.
He tries to cover it up with one of those old cigars ,but that never really gets him too far.
I am sorry,
I am a slut.
I dream for what I do not have.
I crave his touch if only for a second.
For his attention to get off of you and on to me.
Girls can be very trusting.
Girls can also be blinded by the feelings they have towards someone.
If that feeling is love,
any girl can get crushed.
If you tell a girl she is beautiful,
