I gave my heart to one I thought was true,
His voice was calm, his eyes like gentle rain.
But hidden truths behind his charm once grew,
Now every glance recalls a deeper pain.

He spoke of love yet held his own apart,
A fortress sealed from all I tried to give.
He claimed no space for me within his heart,
Yet let me dream that we could ever live.

The signs were there, yet I refused to see,
I shaped his silence into sacred sound.
Now truth unfolds its bitter gift to me:
That love, when false, can hollow honest souls.

He’s gone, but now I see with sharpened eyes,
What once were blurred lines, were just blurred lies.