Why is love so hard
Why does it hurt so much
Why is it seemingly impossible to trust

Why does he say he loves me
And treat me so sweetly
And reassure me so deeply

If in fact he has another in mind

There is no perfect man, I know
And I myself am far from perfect

But is is too much to ask for
To not be lied to
To not be given false hope
To not be given promises intended to broken from the very start

Why can't he just do what he says
And be real
And stay with me

Without threat from another...and another...and another...and another...

I wonder will I ever be free?

by Lesley St. Marys

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