I Hate the Player and the Game

I loathe you- I especially hate your face- But, I really hate that I miss The salty way that your lips taste- I hate all your hurtful lies- That are cleverly hidden behind- Charmingly deceptive Clear, blue eyes- Such a careless, inattentive lover- I really should have guessed- That you were too good to be true & Of course, you were hidding "others"- You take off and you leave- Disappearing somewhere into the night- Just as I naitievly thought Everything was begaining- To start to feel right- I really dont think that your able to care- About anybody else- Because in this life- Your just in it alone- Only caring about yourself- -Erin Anderson 04/20/2012