Hurt
I gave you the only thing that I could, me.
All that I asked from you
Was for you to love me for me.
How can you say you love me,
When you gave your love to another?
You allowed another to love and hold you,
As you loved and held them.
Was the lust-- yes, the lust-- so great
That the love you said you have for me
Left without a trace?
Is the word love just a word to you,
That comes and goes across your lips
Without a meaning of truthfulness?
What is love to you?
A magic word to get what you want,
A word that will fix the wrong you have done,
A secret word that will make everything true.
Do you understand the true meaning of love?
I think not--
if you did, you would have never lain with another.
