He was good, or so I thought.

by Kary   Apr 20, 2006


I use to be able to see you almost every day, and now the only way I am able to see your face is when I close my eyes. In my dreams, I can see you holding me and touching me, just like old times, member? You would hug me from behind and hold on to my waist, you would kiss me very gently as though I was to brake. Your lips touching mine, knowing that you would seduce me. You would look into my eyes in such a way that no guy would ever do. Youâ??d tell me that you loved me in the most honest way that made me believe that it was true. And when we argued you would always let me win the fight, even though I was in the wrong. Can you really blame me for falling for you and still have you in my dreams? I mean you were just so good at it that there was nothing else I could do but to believe you. Itâ??s ok though cuz Iâ??ve learned my lesson, and that is to never trust anyone no matter how much he â??provesâ?? himself to be true, to never give my heart to anyone, especially you

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