With just one touch
you awoke so much
that had been gone,
And forgotten.
You came into my life
like a gust of wind
before the storm,
Unexpected and sudden.
How was I to know
that in a moment
I would never,
Not even once,
be the same again.
I was naive,
way too easy to read
And you, your words,
were all for show.
How I trusted you,
a fool to believe
your lies to be true.
Blindly I was misled
by a man who said
he loved only me,
So when it collasped,
And it all fell apart
I was the injured one.
The one casualty
in what you called love,
And I call war.

🦋 Michele Christine Martin 🦋


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