Reflecting The Truth

Yes or no

And then,
I just laughed
And laughed
Thinking
How easy
It would be

If I just knew how to fake.

You asked me about the clouds
The distant but persistent ones
Which don't understand
The meaning of
A hard push
You unlocked their keys
But my treasure was chained
And begged to release
Which only you knew how to open
But you were so oblivious
And thought you found it
And you ignored me after that

The wet pillows on my bed , are the aftermath of what you said.