Musings: The real deal?
11:13pm
I never would have guessed
That every word you texted
Was just all lies
For me you’d never die
All I wanted was something real
Close to the main deal
The lies from your mouth
In which comfort I thought I found
I don’t even know what to feel
Or what to think
Now I’m wondering why
Do you believe in the I love you reply?
Because I thought I’ve reached the end
Thought in you I found a boyfriend
But you’re flirting
And me, you’re playing
Are you happy with yourself?
If I were you, I’d be ashamed of myself
Emotion is not a toy
So stop acting like an uncultured boy
Lovely poem.
Thank you 🙂
Be blessed.
Flirting is fun, now a days a casual way of communication.
If you want something more, phone a friend 😉