Lies of Love

i think of us, pen shaking in hand, you say "do you love me", less of a question, more of a demand. but i cant reply, for i do not know, and then it hits me, as a watch you go. i do not love you, but i really do care, i want to see you happy, never in despare. so i run out the door, clasping your hand in mine, standing under the stars whispering, "you will always be mine<3" A lie that you love, but you know its not true, because im thinking of her, rather than you...