He's betraying you, Can't you see? Stabbing your back, That's turned to me. He fucks around, What's worse, you KNOW, Yet you see his "love", That he chooses to show. Cheating is 'human'? Its just what we do? You're totally blind, To what he does to you. He may have been a piece of you, But he is no more, Now he's nothing better, Than a ten cent whore. You reach out for love, He doesn't reach back, He only "loves" you, In the sack. While you think, Of him every day, He thinks of you, Just as an easy lay. A piece of shit, Is higher than him, Real love is dark, Not even dim. You deserve so much better, But you're blind to see, The love of others, The love of ..... me.
Reason for writing:
RE: 'Him', the poem I mean.
Birth sign: Leo
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