I Hate Making Titles, It Seems So Passé

can't you see that you disguise words of love into our conversations you try to disguise it yes but you show your true colors and I know I disgust you You hand me roses the scent so intoxicating it draws me closer to you and your showing your undying affections tp me but its to advertise your generosity to the world, but you show nothing but lies to me the stems from the roses are full of thorns hidden under the leaves which prick my skin and i bleed all over them the pain throbs much deeper than you realize as you make outlandish promises that you love me and that you want me they are so full of fluff that they rise higher than the clouds and yet I believe them!!! until my eyes rain down tears so hard its raining cats and dogs and \yet you smile that innocent smile I think you have fooled yourself Haven't you? You have not fooled me I know that your lies and promises will no longer be secret I know you love your damn bragging rights your arrogance is astounding enough to make me gag on your sick words Diabetic to your taste, feed me not your sweet words fore' they are deadly and I cannot stomach them