It really would be nice, you know, If you told me the truth sometimes. I'm not the type to get mad at facts; I'm the one who gets frustrated by lies. I tell you the most truth that I can Hoping to satisfy the questions you ask, But in turn when I inquire a simple answer, You cannot seem to fulfill the task. Not that I'm angry at you Nor do I want to see you harmed For when we first met it was not truth that I sought, I was attracted by your gentlemanly charm. Maybe I should have noticed it earlier, How shallow I must have been. I was so amused by your beauty That I didn't notice the ugly lies within.
Reason for writing:
I went out with this guy for maybe 7 or 8 months. We had grown really close I thought. He was my ideal guy. The one that I always had hoped for. Then I found out that he had been cheating on me the whole time. I was devastated and I wrote this poem because of that.
Birth sign: Taurus
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