february, the month of love

they are all finding it

somewhere

somewhere

i clearly have failed to look

sometimes 

i tell myself

somehow 

they have found just the right

amount of audacity

to lie to another's face

so that they do not sleep

alone

someone

preying on the misguided

and the misinformed

throwing around promises

of a future 

they recycle every time

they luck out

something

so tangible

between two people -

desperation -

not love

somewhere

loneliness has laid its head

and planted its kisses

now just replaced

with 

someone

you cannot appreciate

but you

hold all the cards

manipulated your way

too many times to count

so you can call it what you want

but i know the ways i was looked at before

you looked at me that way

after you had already made your eternal vows

and undoubtedly

you have made vows again

i don't believe in your love

it is controlling

and possessive

and reeks of nicotine

if it can change

sure

i'll vote for it

but i know you

i've watched you

you don't have an honest bone in your body

you'll keep posing

leaving behind suffering in your wake