I saw him today
i smiled, he winked, i giggled
i love him
he took my hand
my smile faded
i felt the crumpled crispness against my palm
oh how i long for the warmth of his hand
but instead i felt this paper
he smirked and walked away
i gazed into my hands
wanting to torment the face of the political figure staring back at me
tears fell upon his gaze and his arena weakened with wetness
i meant nothing
just another girl to use
he didn't love me
i was just his one dollar prostitute
