But you broke my heart,
No, you did not.
I misread your gratitude for affection, I kept believing in us,
You saw it in my eyes, the joy your presence brought. I was in love, correction, "am in love".
The thoughts of a reality that was ours kept on coming... they tingled and cuddled me to sleep.
And every time you said "thank you, you're so kind", I thought we were becoming closer.
But all you saw was a nice guy you could use. And slowly I became your servant.
Blindly and willingly, like a slave I served, and you enjoyed it.
But now my services you no longer need,
I am a free man... healing a broken heart.
©sami_rams
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