Betrayal

|| Noun ||

The absurdity of how much I loved you

Made me stop in my tracks

For how could I love somebody as deeply

As the stabs I have lodged in my back

Do you still call it love

If it’s not given back

And past the line of reason

When what it is, is all that it lacks

– a.h.

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