All of the "I love you"s feel like knives
Plunged into my back
They act like I have nine lives
Maybe I do because I die everytime.

Those three words I fall for
I always believe the lie
I wish I didn't anymore
Because it hurts everytime.

"I love you" but it's all fake
How much more of this
Can one person take
It's an act everytime.

Tell me you care
But I won't any longer
Touch me if you dare
I'm sick of this happening all the time...

02/13/2021
© Sam T. Parker