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Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Love is not easy

I stand alone in this room
I stand alone in front of this mirror
The bed is reflected in complete loneliness
The white sheets seem so very welcoming
I wonder why you left
I see my reflection surrounded in white
I look so lonely
I look so alone
Your memory embraces me in warmth
Your smile left me long ago
You chose another
I lie down in cushioned pain
I smell your absence on the pillow
As strong as I might feel in this time of question
I feel weak
I can't help it , I weep
You lied to me
Your truth was always a beautiful confection
Like spun dreams in carnival candy
I trusted your inaccuracies
I trusted you
You lied