When a boy tells you he loves you,
It will sound like angels singing in unison.
Like the gods in your womb,
It will sound like scented praise.
The words will fall on your ears,
Like rain drops on dry land.
Ignorance will rebirth you and because you’ve never had these words presenced to you on a plate of gold,
You will fall like a tree cut from its root,
Like a new born,
You will cry these words back to him
Like a child, you will run into his warm arms.
Undetecting the lie in his tone,
You will fall faster into his bed.
Do not hate, your ears were just empty of the truth that when a boy tells you he loves you,
it means nothing than a built future only you would see and prepare for.
When a boy tells you he loves,
He only means, “I love you enough to break your breath into unending number of deaths.”