faith and promises

you promised,

with your eyes,

that this was the last lie,

you’ll ever tell me.

and I believed you,

bending to your will.

you told me,

she meant nothing to you,

so why do your eyes follow her,

like I don’t know that they do.

why?

you took my heart,

and let it implode in the cave of your mouth,

until there was nothing,

nothing,

but the sawdust,

which choked up,

my throat,

my lungs,

my ribcage,

everything.

and you wonder why my heart,

stopped beating for you.