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Saturday, January 17

truth is

an angry, violent cry shakes the walls of Angels' Hill
as the words she spoke, in your heart, resounding still
and now tears flood your eyes as her words are sinking in
truth really does hurt, huh? tell me, how long has it been?

how long has it been since you thought of not loving?
how long has it been since you took joy in hurting?
was it not you who said that you will never love again
when you had your heart broken way back when?

since she left you, you have not been the same.
since she left you, you played this game.
a game of lies and deceit that you called Love's.
but the point of Love's game is to be loved.

yes, she has hurt you, but that was her loss,
you should have risked loving again no matter the cost.
instead you explored and played with other hearts
and now it comes back to you and your pain again starts.

after all you have done, do you expect this girl to trust you?
after all your games, you expect someone to love you?
truth is, you are a good friend, but you are not a lover.
truth is, you are loved, but you are not a lover.

now you are burning, now you are hurting
now you feel how it is to be loving
now you can see just what you have done
now you know you are not yet a man

not a man who deserves to be loved by her.
but I trust you know you could be better.