A lie.
He held me tight, his love was blanket for when I slept at night.
His lips would touch mine, they were soft sweet touches that left me shivering.
His face was a facade, a deception, a misconception and it fooled me.
Why did I not realise the signs before it was too late, why did I pour my heart out on the plate, for him to stab it with his knife and tear into pieces like a steak.
Oh how stupid I was, foolishly in love but helplessly looking for a way out, his words would change, so quick. But the way his eyes shined, and the way I was in love with him blinded me of all in sight, a puppet to him I was but now I am not.
Sweet love can be deceiving, maybe he will find this, maybe he will change, but no longer will I fall back into his games.
To the guy I loved, to the guy I cared about the most, to the guy who manipulated me, to the guy who hurt me. I hope you find peace, I know I will but this time it will be within me.