Love Can Be Fake
Mama you never told me,
Neither dad nor you aunt,
I was shocked mama,
How was I to know?
You never told me.
I never knew that love can be fake,
I know the pain, so I can tell,
Just imagine, fake love,
Fake smiles, fake kisses, fake happy moods,
I guess you can tell.
I trusted my best friend ,
I thought he was a God given lover,
Was only judging a book by its cover,
He was playing it under cover.
We have been best friends for a long time,
We enjoyed each others company,
I could tell him my problems, my secrets,
Likewise he did, because we were a thing.
I am confused from that day till toady,
Maybe for the rest of my life, I will be,
You left many questions in my mind,
Wish you could answer them now.
But why and how could you?
Wasn’t it better to keep that friendship alive?
OK, wasn’t I your best friend?
What the hell made you think that,
That we were going to better lovers?
Is it not that you did not know about the word serious?
Is it not that you were lusty, boy?
Didn’t I tell you to do your navigation first?
So, so what motivated you to crush my heart?
You did crush my heart into tiny particles.
Where can I find a heart mender ?
So skilled so as to mend back my heart,
You never foresaw the wounds you were going to cause right?
You did it for your own selfish reasons,
You did me wrong Mr Heartbreaker!
I have found happiness in you though,
You became my best friend,
You became my lover, my motivator,
You was now my brother, my father too,
You was just all I wanted.
You drained every molecule of my love to you,
Mr Love drainer, you did it,
I have never loved someone like that,
In return you showed me love,
You showed me that love is a good thing.
You showed me that love can be a beautiful thing,
I was convinced; love is beautiful and sweet,
I never knew that it was all fake,
How was I to know?
You never told me.
Like a bolt from the blue sky you changed,
From a lamb to a wild beast,
You showed me the dark side of your heart,
It was a love eclipse, you confused me.
You took my naked heart from me,
You stamp on it with your dirty shoes,
You picked it up and threw it away,
Just like that?
Maybe I should have thought like a man,
But I thought you were my friend,
Foolish me then,
I trusted you without fail, believing you are my destined man,
Stupid is me,
For I believed that what I love is mine,
I believed that if l loves a man,
He automatically does the same to me,
I never knew that fake love does exist; now I know
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