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