The moon was bright.
He kissed me.
He grabbed me.
Told me he loved me.
Convince me it was going to be him and I.
But he was just a fraud.
A lair.
A cheater.
He got my sister pregnant.
Not once.
But twice.
It killed me.
It terrors me.
He never loved me.
Or even care about me.
He was a cheater.
A lair.
And I will never forget.
The night.
