I feel tricked.
I feel used.
I saw the pretenses fade.
I saw the act tiring.
I saw the gestures become absent.
I saw the eyes glass over.
I saw the disinterest grow.
I heard the words simply said
Because it was too much trouble
Not to say them at all…
Yet their edged weariness told me so.
I feel fooled
But no one fooled me….more than me.
I’m just going to let this eat me alive.