When did it come clear to me.
that this just wasn’t meant to be.
those kisses were only lies. almost exact to all those fake tries. you make it feel as if its real. while i stand here blind and torn like I don’t feel.
pain has drawn itself to near.
so should I back away still unclear? forever more I shall no longer deal.
with all the ways you seemed so real.
it all comes down to one last thought.
That I was not at all well taught.
