So here it goes.
Another one of these.
As one sits in the mirror.
Looking into thy reflection.
This is not who she sees.
A georgous young lady.
She sees who she truly is.
One she does not want to be.
And tears roll down her cheek.
With no stop.
Full force.
As she realizes what she has become.
To the world.
She hates herself for this.
But hell she let hit happen.
So why does she sit and do nothing.
When he said he loved her.
And she told him of someone else.
He told her she would cheat.
N this she has thought about.
Cheat.
Talking.
Hugging.
Snuggling.
Kissing.
And then comes SEX.
Did she really do it??
She loves him so much.
How to tell him.
She has no clue.
She knows what he would do.
The end of a love so true.
No one to tell.
No one to listen.
Keep it all bottled up inside.
So I guess call her a hoe.
Reason for writing:
A friend who is in love with her bf but she cheated on him cause the other person had a way with words.Does this make her a whore???Should she tell him???Even to it could be the end???
Birth sign: Taurus
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