
he said that he loved me
she said that she loved me
he said no one could ever steal our love
she said that there would never be another
the way he used to wrap his arms around me, swaying back and forth
until she fell asleep in my arms
he said that he only needed me to survive
she said she would die without me
he lied to me
she betrayed me
the way I used to stare into his eyes, dreaming of the bliss
that is now gone and all that remains is her distorted reflection
-N.D. Johnson