lies // s.m
He said he loved me. I was his only one. He said I was special. One of kind. He told me we were made for each other.
There he was with another girl telling her the lies he told me. Telling her she was special, one of kind.
It didn't hurt that he was with another girl. It wasn't the first time and wasn't gonna be the last.
But every time his beautiful brown eyes met mine, I fell in love with him again and forgot about all the lies I had been told. I had been taken advantage of. Manipulated.
Every time I had confronted him about seeing other girls he told those same lies again.
And of course his soft plump lips met mine and everything was forgotten.
His lips were magic they fit in mine.
But again he took advantage me and reassured me that I was special and he loved me, but this time it was different I didn't believe him. His eyes weren't pulling me in and neither were his lies.
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