Promises kept

Because I love your lies,
And you know that I love them
We trap ourselves 
In make believe meaningful nothings

Did it even mean anything, 
Or was it just that the fourth time
I didn't say no
It gave you what you wanted all along

Obviously it was my fault 
That I continued what 
I should have stopped
But before I realised you were done

Of course it was only about 
You and what you liked
I don't know 
What I did the entire five minutes it lasted

Yes, it would have been
Surprisingly nice if
It was about me
But it wasn't. And I felt violated.

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