Naive

“I'm not the same”
He told me
“I'm not the same”
And for a while I believed him
It was too bad the words
Spoken in toneless manner
Were shaped so perfectly
To fit in my naïve, accepting mind.
They were covered in lies
Yet held such hope
For an uncanny friendship.
Spoiled, like my trust
After the wall's collapse.
Changing his mind
With every opinion
Unfortunate, as I remember them
Just the small things
But they stick in my mind.
Why so easily?
I thought.
How could he see
So far into this heart
And understand?
He was the fire
Burning bright
But a spark
So timid, so small, had travelled
Burnt my wall down 
Or melted it.
I couldn't see
Like I was blind
Only recognising the light.
He knew it was easy
To leave such an impression
It was foreseen.
So he lured me into his delicate trap
Then I was thrown away
Just an item
No longer needed
I wasn't new anymore
Leaving me like a toy no longer wanted.
But that trust
“I've never spoken to someone like you”
He said.
Yet there she is
In all her innocence just like mine
With the same addiction from the same drug
Grown on his heart
Sugar-coated
And golden.