Oh. you don't know
that I know.
remember that time
you cheated on me
and I took you back
"she kissed me.
I've never cheated before
I cried after she left."
I didn't want to know her name
I forgave you the moment you told me
that's why I never ask for the truth
I seek it on my own
otherwise I'll never be angry at you
and then I'll hate myself for that.
Soon you left me
crying on my bed
my phone thrown across my room
and I set out to know everything.
"she kissed me..."
oh did she?
I hear you got drunk,
and screwed her.
"I never cheated before..."
if kissing is cheating, that's a lie too.
"I cried after she left..."
that I can't be sure.
I told you.
here's your chance
what lies have you told me?
and you didn't mention any of the above.
but I still didn't hate you.
and I still don't
you don't want me back
you want forgivness
this new path your life is on
and you have it.
but you don't have my trust.
happy yet?
