Bed of lies

With every passing second he learnt to love her

They say love is only real when you love their flaws

And exactly that he tried all his best

But thats not what was on her mind

As always he was nothing but a game to her

A game that only she set the rules

And he danced to the tunes as loyal as he has always being 

She designed every lil inch of the bed and set the game rolling

Cunningly she gave him a cue 

Bravely he picked up the cue

And slowly but sure he perfected the art

The art of playing a game of lies

And getting your partner so attached

Thanks to her he became more than a master 

A beast, a godzilla in that art

He set strategies and alas she was now the sleepy one

And she now slept peacefully in the bed of lies 

Cunningly and carefully he made himself the mattress 

A mattress so comfy and bigger than a triple decker of their  normal beds

Only this time it was a  bed of emotions and lies and he was the artist of the bed

Comfortably she rolled in her deep sleep

Boom! She fell and with it came thunder and lightning

That striked her and shuttered her completely 

The fall broke her down and rains of tears cascaded her chubby cheeks

Her whole being composure mind and heart died with it

And the fall left a scar deepy and uglier than the scar she left in him

Too late she became aware that this time she was the victim of a game she invented

Regretabbly, she called him every word inwardly since she lacked courage

Courage and strength to admit he was a good student 

A student who beat his master at their own game 

Thanks to him she now voices to her beloved ones but using the start of their story as the story

Ultimately he was the winner in the game played on the bed of lies