The point
of being
with
you was
to prove
to myself
that I
was over
you,
but you...
You
made me
fall
in love
again with
your sweet
words
and deceptions
that
you still
harbored
feelings
for me
too.
So when
I held
you in
my arms,
I wasn't
holding
the shell
of
the man
I loved,
But him
indeed.
If only
I had
known
that it
was just
a beautiful
tactic
to
sleep with
another
beautiful
girl.
