Monday, April 12, 2010

GET OUT!

How could you?
I trusted you
Why did you?
You were my friend
I thought I knew you
Get out
Get out of my house
Get out of my life.
You?
Yes I am talking to you
Don’t you dare walk away?
My God
I trusted you
I gave you my life
I gave you my all
And you do this?
You and her
All those times
All the clues
I was so blind
You break my heart
From that I will heal
But my trust
You will never have….

©thelma migue, 2010

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