Untitled.

I thought the mind would tend to the heart
and set it straight in time.

Time heals all wounds I thought
How could I have been so wrong?

(I thought I could never be)

This wretched heart deceives me.
It hides behind a fog of lies
And tells me she's fine, that all is well
"I'm over him. I'm moving on"

(More lies)

She is the queen of excuses, this one
Though he won't ever come 'round
She waits.
And refuses to let go...