Lie to me
Can you look me in the eyes,
and tell me that you love her?
That she means the world to you,
That you'll be thinking of her?
Once you meant the same to me.
The world was mine
you told me.
The very sunshine in the sky;
The waters of the sea
to hold me.
You promised me the stars above;
Each forest,
and each tree.
And I --
I lived to love you,
But now I think I see.
Although I loved you to the last --
You never once loved me.
-- M. Connolly-Brown