Fake Love
First one, I was true, innocent and lost.
I loved you, needed you everyday more.
Arrival of the other empowered my heart,
my jealousy pushed us further apart.
Soon I was to find I am no longer wanted.
I was never or will be supported.
Unless, I create the perfect one!
A friendly, shy and funny someone.
Blossoms, sunshine, she hears your cries,
while the true one dies on the inside.
Illusions she use,
sympathise and helps through your abuse.
You’ll owe her something she craves.
To love her like a slave.
(I don't know much about writing or poetry, but I really enjoy writing! So I gave it a shot posting this. And hopefully I will post more of my artsy stuff! 🙌)
Love the simplicity of this ✨