Liar
You tell me I’m beautiful,
and I smile because you say it
like you mean it.
You tell me you love me
and my eyes light up,
loving every minute of it.
You tell me to dream big
because whatever I want,
I can achieve it.
You tell me I would be missed if I left,
and the sound of your voice
makes me believe it.
Then you turn around and walk away,
and your sugar coated words roll around in my mind
until the sweetness wears off and
suddenly I realize that
I love how amazing you are
at lying.
by
PrettyOddposted on 07/25/2008
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