You said you loved me but you lied. You were talking to her as you held my hand.
You held my heart in the palm of your hand and ran off with it as your tongue spun words into lies and stories of how I was the only one for you.
I'm no stranger to betrayal, I've even learned to expect it, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt.
A secret I kept hidden from you for years was finally set free from its cage as you unlocked it with a key made up of lies. You lied. And I don't like liars.