* Don'T Call Me
Don't call me 'sweeet heart' or tell me another
'lie' my heart can't take it anymore.
You hold my hand tightly within yours making
'promises' I so need to know.
I tell you about myself, sharing everything I feel
you can be 'trusted' with.
Then the comes your 'mood' changes from 'love'
to pure 'hate' I felt like such a fool.
My mind tried to understand 'why'?
The laughs we had, shared turn 'stone cold'.
So don't call me 'sweet heart' or tell me another
'lie' my heart can't take it anymore.
Copyright © Rhonda Hero Aka Hero-Wilson | Year Posted 2010
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