So easily forgotten
A lark …. A memory
No feelings of guilt or remorse
For what you did to me.

Not trying to conceal …. or hide
You removed the plastic shroud
I heard you laugh ….  as you left
I heard you laugh out loud. 

I’d been played … it was a joke
The joke that broke my heart
Felt like a poisoned arrow
Had ripped my chest apart.

The pain was unimaginable
Bore through my heart and soul
Left a smoldering  blackened path
A deep and empty hole.

You knew what you were doing
When you came on to me
You had a simple plan in mind
A means …. a strategy.

Now I’m left with regret
A loss ….  too much to bear
Having to face the bitter truth
That you never  …. really cared.


Photo from Google Images: pinterest.com

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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