by Anita Wellington

Created on: September 30, 2008

The three-hour phone calls vanished so fast

Your light-hearted words soon cut just like glass

The bubbly persona you seemed to exude

Was simply a mask you used to intrude

Intrude on my life, on my soul, on my heart

Only to leave and to tear it apart

I trusted you as my very best friend

I never dreamed this is the way it would end

For your smile was such comfort, your eyes a delight

The way that you kissed me seemed, oh, oh so right

But the others that begged for your attention soon stole

Every piece that I held of your ragged old soul

I thought that you cared, that you loved, that you knew

The way that I felt could never fall through

I told you I'd love you, til the day that I died

That day passed too quickly, that day that you lied

You cared all too little, I cared all too much

So now I care not for just any old touch

Please let me be, let my heart now soon mend

And I'll forget you forever, my lover, my friend.

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