Does She?

Does She?

Does she love me?
She tells me she does
No strings, no buts, no questions
But do I believe?
She’s a liar
Through and through
A truth teller whose truth changes
Every day.

Does she love me?
Does it matter?
She will find a way
To embarrass me again
To make me believe
Again

Does she love me?
Or is it just a game she plays
To rip me apart
And create herself

Does she love me?
I am the fool
In the name of love
I am the fool
And I hate
Myself and her
For this game that I’m stuck within
Unable to free myself from memory
Or hope
Or something equally sinister

Because its all a lie
And there is no love
Only a manipulation
Of feelings
That no longer exist
And I’m heartbroken