Liar, cheater, whore, bitch
You call me a cheater but you can never see
The hurt and pain you caused me
I was silently pleading for your attention
A little more of embrace, warm affection
But you blatantly ignored me
As if I was a ghost; I didn't exist
Is it my fault, though?
The truth is plain to see: You forgot to love me
I couldn't take it anymore seemingly trapped in a web
The endless karmic cycle of unhappiness and misery which I weaved
Until I saw a shimmering light
A flicker of happiness which blinded my sight
I saw hope and brightness in the arms of another
A love that was much more pure and real than you've ever shown me
I then knew what was missed in my life
I've found new love and they treat me better and gave me more love than you ever would or even could
Yes, I lied....
Yes, I cheated....
But in the end, I'm not the one to blame
That is life
It never fails to get you started on a different road than one you planned on going
It goes without saying that you are very good at seeing that
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot