Vintage Blooky Married to Vintage BJ's blog: "Darkness Never lasts"

There is no ending,
All that we had was your lies.
No substance at all.

How could you do it?
Stroke my ego into loving you,
All the while your intention,
was a faithless lothario

Your oath is as faded as my jeans,
Your smile deserves its falsehood,
Your eye will see in your reflection,
Your eternal remorse.

Would you sell your soul,
for a few shiny things,
and the flattery of a shark.

Have you offered your body,
for the empty promises,
of a counterfeit Romeo.

Is your heart blinded,
to the truth before your eyes,
that will always remain.

If he reached to touch your soul,
His fingers would burn,
In the fire of my presence.

If you chose his embrace,
reflected in his eye,
you would see...me.

You will always regret,
what you cannot repair,
Be more careful with your playthings.

My thanks to Witchie for her help with this, and with so much more.

Your pants are on fire,
How to control a liar,
Just put out the fire.

In one single moment,

your entire life turns around,

you said it was eternal,

and that was your vow,

with one simple act you let us,

simply crash and fall down.

 

I can't imagine a life

without you and me,

There's things I can't imagine doing,

things I can't imagine seeing,

It was never supposed to be easy,

surely please, please, I beg you please.

Little white lies,
smooth the path that leads to each other.
Little white lies,
make it easier to slip into our mutual comfort.
Little white lies,
Are the softness of our worlds.
Little white lies,
make smiles that last until we next speak.
Little white lies,
are the kisses that traverse any distance.
Little white lies,
Make the heart flutter and...
Little white lies,
Are not what you told.

You liar
you cheat
dis-organized,
un-neat.
Your soft mouth,
no longer makes,
my head spin.