My love became my hate
I woke
this day only to be in the face
How much
of a fool I’ve been all this while
Trusting a
‘man’.
Is any
‘man’ worth my love?
Love can
only hurt when
Material
things is what is desired
And it’s
shown on the wrong person.
True love
never hurts.
No matter
the trouble,
No matter
the circumstance.
Love is
perfect.
I allowed
myself to be fooled
By the
tongue of a ‘man’.
He
appeared as an angel
Only to be
revealed as the devil himself-
In human
form.
He found a
place in my heart,
Made me
almost lose my stand.
He’s a
perfect definition for
‘opportunist’.
This is
pure wickedness
To let a
heart love you
Only for
you to drop and crush it.
All hope
not lost
With God
ever present,
Love will
never runs out.
He mends
and repairs
The broken
spirit and crushed heart;
And
returns the smile to the face
Of this
pitiful soul.
This will
be my forever reminder
To learn
to love a ‘man’
The way he
deserves only-
Never and
nothing more.
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