Unlike most love stories
Mine is not a fairy tale
I gave him all my love
Only for him to put it up for sale
With him often appearing in my dreams,
I would cling to my pillow so tight
so that each hug would remind me of how his voice resonates
in my ears till I fall asleep
How would laugh at his jokes like a lunatic, not because they are funny
but because they were coming from him.
I peered through the window waiting for his arrival through the sun and rain,
Only to see pictures of him and my girl friend at a football game.
At first, I let it pass
She is my friend, it wont last
Days became weeks, yet no sign of him
The breakup unfolding before my eyes was worse than it seemed.
Unable to bear my pain and the broken heart which was shattered by despair,
I confronted him with all the courage I could muster with a bit of fear.
His eyes met mine, and his lips uttered the most despicable
things that were far from true
"You should be grateful that someone is even interested in you"
My heart burned and left a scar
Like the irreparable marks left on a scratched car
Tears flowed freely down my cheeks,
and each tear criticized me for loving so much
so as to be used as a tool for a man who only thought of me as a fool.
I wished I wasn't second best
I should have left him and searched like the rest.