23 January 2015

It wasn’t true

The night they met
She knew it was true
Unlike the others she met
He was an angel she knew

The night they met
He knew it was true
Unlike the others he met
She was genuine and true

He kissed her that night
Her dark eyes didn’t lie
He knew it was meant to be
Then why didn’t his worries seem to cease?
         
Days passed by
The weeks turned into months
With every day that passed
Her mind yearned for another lust                       
                                                       
Angel he called her
Devil she became
She left him for another
The story echoes again