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For once,

The skies seemed might fine,

But as always I had turned an eye blind

To the reality of the grey clouds overhead,

The ones that snuck right upon me while in my bed

I seemed to have seen all the light without shadow,

Like a day of squinting into the sun.

And without panic, or uncertainty I walked into the distance

And walked straight off a cliff.

For some reason I trusted you

I gave you everything, and you didn’t even have to persuade it away:

I just let you have it, and then throw it away:

Like stale trash on a summer morning.

You gave me know reason, no sweet talk, no love

But I took you into my heart, invited you into my bed,
I traversed the curves of your body

And I thought it meant intimacy,

But it just meant lust.

Those who love without love: lust for the body

Those who love without love; I personally don’t understand

Those who love without love in return- a mirror before me.

But I thought you were different,

Yet I can’t say I was always a good judge of character.