A Poem for Mr. X

Gave you five lines but …

You stole so much more.

Gave you love.. Gave you time.

Got beautiful lying rhymes in return.

Beautiful lies sound so sweet.

Oh those pretty half truths.

Gave you insight into this raw emotion.

You consumed it and promised raw devotion.

Beautiful deception

What a pretty play on words… A spin.. A finesse.

You were going to tell the truth.. The unflattering details..the actuality..the fact of the matter..

The matter is…that now it’s too late.

Your words are flat and lack form…void of color..bland and lackluster…

The ugly truth is late but your lies were always early…first to arrive

But I still gave you 5 lines.