AdorationA Poem by AndreaA poem about me and an ex-boyfriend pretending we were in love but finding out how we never really were at all.
Silver tear drops
fall from a cold winter sky, and with this disenchanting urge, I feel like I could just about die. Fingertips to my skin and sin pressed under my thumb, I feel as you rip me apart, but you act like we're in love. Your heart, a million miles away but pulses right across the street. I can't even begin to trust you if you won't believe in me. And our jaws hit the floor as our lies become undone. I couldn't utter a truth when I say that we're in love. Call our connection a whisper but pretend it's a scream. Pretend that we are something special, something more than you and me. We're a match made in Hell, with smiles sent from above. We can call this adoration but we could never call it love. © 2012 AndreaAuthor's Note
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