Sweet words have taught me
that they love to lie,
that their magic lies within their deceitful reality.
Sweet tongues have taught me
that they lie to make you love,
that they will play weak for you to kiss them,
that they will swallow your hearts, if you offer them your hands.
Sweet mouths have taught me
that you will not forget their taste,
that no matter how often you try to forget, there will always remain a scent
of the sweetness you have tasted on the rainy days.
Sweet eyes have taught me
that the tears within them are flooded with lies,
that you will drown eventually and forget how to swim,
for you will swim alone, within your broken soul.
How bitter it is,
to swallow myself,
in order to remember the sweet taste