This Lie Called "Love"

by TinyDancer46   Mar 31, 2006

This Lie Called "Love"

She sits at the dinner table all alone
Across her lap lies the silent phone
The candles are burning, just like her fears
As she tries to fight back knowing tears

Finally the phone starts to ring at eight
He says "I'll be at work real late"
She feels her heart break into sand
But still pretends to understand...

Hours go by as she stares at the moon
Praying her husband will get home soon
The tears start spilling out once again
As she cries and wonders where he's been...

At midnight he finally comes through the door
Just like a thousand times before
She stares at the lipstick on his cheek
Her heart breaks yet she doesn't speak

Instead they give a kiss goodnight
As she tells herself they'll be alright
Trying to ignore what she's scared of...
Living in this lie called "love"

© Nicole Mecham


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  • 11 years ago

    by megann anne

    Oh my gosh, i cannot get over how good your poems are. really, keep it up, dont stop writing, you have a great talent! i love it!!!
    good job.

  • 11 years ago

    by Laurenf7

    Great poem x

  • 11 years ago

    by NearlyCrazy6

    Wow. another amazing poem
    I loved this one
    It's so sad
    Great job

  • 11 years ago

    by Im In Love What Can I Say

    Whoa man thats so sad but i guess she really loves him because she didnt say anything. 5/5

  • 12 years ago

    by malina


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