I had a premonition
A hunch, a type of vision
The first time we met
I could've never bet
That it would come true
And I would still love you.

Because, after years, now
I want to ask you how
Did you make it possible for me
To keep loving you even after I could see
All the lies you told to keep up the act
All the pretences you did to hide the fact
That I might've loved you a lot after all
But you, your heart, never did fall.

© matsya

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