Love?
He said he loved me
His convincing eyes
His huge smile
They were just beggeing me to believe him
And I did
I loved him too
He was kind, caring, and very attractive
I mean whats not to love
But little did I know
That truthful, loving people
Are not this kind and caring all the time
They have an angry side
One thats supposed to show
It proves they're being themselves
But him, he didn't
I couldn't see through his lies
They fooled me
He'd come home in a nice suit
One that I had never seen before
He'd tell me that his friend gave it to him
And me, I believed him
He'd come home smelling of expensive perfume
One that I do not own
He'd tell me he was at the store looking for a perfume to buy me
And me, I believed him
He'd come home in messy clothes with messed up hair
A look I'd never seen
He'd tell me that he went on a run
And me, I believed him
He'd come home with lipstick on his face
A color that i'd never worn
He'd tell me that his friends put it there
And me, I realized how ridiculous that was
I put it all together
The man with the pleading eyes, the huge smile, and the kind soul
He was a pathological liar
I had discovered the truth
He had another girl
It was the only explanation for the the suit, the perfume, lipstick, and the messed up outfit
I finally told him what I though
But apparently liars don't like being exposed
He got angry, really angry
The look in his eyes
It was one i'd never seen before
One that i'd never want to see again
It showed hatred, anger and realization
He screamed at me
But his words, his insults
Felt like heaven compared to his eyes
They expressed more than words ever could
My whole body trembled in fear
Then, it stopped, my courage roared
I screamed back
But bullies don't like being bullied
He started small
One punch to the face
But one punch was all it took
It knocked me to the ground
It bruised my face
It showed the hatred this man had towards me
But then it got worse
He kept on screaming until His phone rang
He saw it
His eyes conformed into a look of love
The same look he used to give me
He answered
"Hey babe... So I'm a little busy at the moment. But ill see you soon.... Love you. bye"
He said that he loved her
But the weak bruised me,
Didn't know when to shut up
"You dont love her"
He told me her more than he ever loved me
And with that he picked up the lamp and he threw it at me, the weak, scared, innocent girl on the ground
The lampshade went flying
The glass shattered, cutting into my skin, making me bleed
Then he left
He never loved me
His eyes just hid all of the anger and the hatred,
The suit, the perfume, the lipstick, and the messed up outfit should have made it clear
But him, he took advantage of my love
I was in a vulnerable state
And he broke what was already bruised and cracked
He broke me with a simple 4 letter word..... Love
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