Reflection
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Betrayal is a disgusting thing
Heat and anxiety pooled in your stomach wondering why
How?
Who?
What?
What was so wrong with me that you couldn’t wait
I looked into your eyes with love and you looked back into mine
I was mistaken
How?
How could you know that I saw love in your eyes but only because the love there was just merely a reflection of mine onto your eyes that glistened with something so
Utterly
Disgusting
Glossed over and shiny,
So beautiful and perfect
I thought you were.
