5 June 2012
Don't caress me with your Bitter words, don't tell me I'm to blame,
I'm sick of all your trickery, this love is like a game.
Your lips twitch softly into curves, there's deception in your eye,
I know that fierce pleasure, with every time you lie.
So leave me here to fade away, to slowly break apart,
Were you always so intent, on shattering my heart?
With time I know the wounds will heal, I'll strengthen by the day,
I won't miss you and the painful games, you always like to play.
I'm leaving in the morning, I'll get my things and pack,
I'm flying free from this madness, and I'm never looking back.
Love Games • Opuss № I