#WritcoPoemPrompt2
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone
Your departure was a gift
I didn't understand
Freeing me from your lies
The trap I fear is, I believed you
And just want them to all come true the Misrepresentive
My thoughts often consume me
intrusively because I know the truth
You never loved me, you never cared
Deep down I know it was, imperative that we part.
You're no longer around to play with my heart.