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Trust me I won't title it for a reason.

You flirt with me,

But then turn me away,

You tell me you like me,

But then go on for something else,

Is there such thing as trust,

Or was that gone before we met,

You won my heart,

But now I keep it to myself,

It's sad to meet someone,

And wonder if I could trust them,

You make me feel,

happy, free, and flattered,

But my heart,

Has been torn, broken, cut into pieces,

But I'll never let that happen again.

Author's Note

This isn't what I usually write about, but it bugged me.

Reviews

[Vartul]

Personal experience?
Well, you captured it rather accurately,and though the poem is simple, its not simplistic.It has a rhythm that appealed to me.Good one.