Unlucky in ’love’

making promises to my heart that he has no intention in keeping

i tell him to stop, but he carries on speaking

he refuses to see it from my point of view

that the truth i need is so long overdue

he asks why i have such deep trust issues

i tell him to once, try and walk in my shoes

so he can see how boys love to deceive me

i let them in, giving a key

then they treat me like trash, never their treasure

gifting me with more pain, than pleasure

they hold so many red flags, i could write a list

i find myself chasing after something that does not exist

the effort they put in, is only a fragment

unlike me, they lacks the emotional attachment

because even if they give me all the right attention

i bear in mind, they do not have good intentions

i have learnt to never trust a boys word

actions speak louder, so now i just observe

my heart hurts persistently inside

and if it breaks once more, i do not think it will survive