by Contessa W.
I wonder what you would do,
If someone betrayed you too.
How would you feel if you knew every hug was a lie?
Would it hurt if you knew no one would wipe your wet eyes?
That one kiss was my first, but an impulse to you;
but tell me, were those looks you gave an impulse too?
Were those warm embraces you gave a fake?
My trust was too easy to take.
Then you have someone else tell me
as if you’re not man enough to say it yourself.
Was I just a stupid toy you took off the shelf?
You made stupid excuses to try to justify what you’ve done;
I have to admit that in this lying game you’ve won.
I just have questions that you are going to answer like:
When you held my hand, did you feel what I felt?
When you looked me in the eyes, did your heart start to melt?
Did you see the hurt that I felt because of you?
When you saw the betrayal, did you feel it too?
I just want to know because it’s eating me inside,
Did you see me when I cried? Do you ever care about how I feel?
Look me in the eyes, be a man, I need to heal.
I need the truth so I won’t break apart. Do you even care that you broke my heart?