YOU NEVER CARE By: Analizer

___Another loving poem coming from the Analytical ANALIZER poetically talking about the regret of a woman who fall in love but was never taken care of by her husband______ CAREFULLY READ THOROUGHLY

______Analytical ANALIZER writes✍

You always said you loved me
you always said you cared
That you would always be with me
that you would always be there

You told me that you are here for me
through all the pain I feel
You told me that you are with me
till your very last meal

But you were never there
through all those endless nights
You could never stop the crying
after all those fights

My heart tore
and you just walked away
My happiness went up in smoke
Everything looked gray

Now after all that's happened
all the lies you told
how could you lie again?
How could you be so bold?
You say it again

You are here for me
if I'm here for you back
Sure I'll be there
and I'll care

You know that that's a fact
But will you be here
for me
till the very end?

Don't lie again
You are not my friend
My heart you could never mend
I gave you trust
You told me lies
I gave you hope
I can see it in your eyes

Please don't lie
We both know
you could never be there
to wipe my tears
or vanish my fears
You could never care

*POWERED BY ANALIZER MEDIA CONCEPT*

WRITTEN BY : ISA ABASS USMAN[SIR~ANALIZER

"Thanks for reading through pray you find someone who live to love you wholehearted"

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