Want and need
Passion and trust
Pleasure and pain
These are acquitted to love
I trusted you
You trusted me
Some play a game
They gamble,
Toss the dice
And hope for luck
They want what
They have not earned
And they take it
Cruelly
But first they invoke trust,
It hurts to be deceived;
To have trust shredded
And tossed carelessly aside
False affection
Is the worst punishment
One can receive
In this world.
Everyone knows,
To be afflicted
Is painful,
But what of the infliction?
I know:
It burns and writhes
To know the hurt
Lying in your wake
It burned me,
Scarred me
When I broke you,
Your fragile heart
As I watched
The pieces
Quake and shatter
I too died a little (inside)
I had trespassed
And tainted
The most beautiful thing
On Earth,
Love
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