Fake
You painted yourself as a soulmate
and fantasised these dates
I filled your cup with love and appreciation
Yet I was treating my cup irresponsibly
And you caused me to feel nothing but frustration
As you spoke to me impolitely
You played my mind with games
And toyed with my emotions
What were you trying to aim?
I cared about you with selfless devotion
Many ni...
Sunday 1st July 2018 1:27 pm
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