words that were cutthroat,
words of deception,
that’s been your craft since inception,
it’s not easy to say but that is how you came to exist,
words of deception, clean as stainless steel, no way you could see through it,
sometimes you were here, sometimes you went M.I.A,
was it me? was it you? we will never know, because you’re still not here, and now I’m looking for an outlet, needing clarification even though you deceived me,
maybe one day you’ll see just how much you mean to me.