He went to see her.
He claimed he loved her.
He told her she was special to his eyes,
He told her he cared for her.
She believed in him,
She believed in a love that was too good to be true.
But too blind was she to see that it would turn out to be a lie.
He asked her: "Do you love me?"
Passionately, without hesitation, she replied:"I do!!"
He then said:" I love you too.
And I wanna show you how much I do."
He showed her alright.
Three months later, she was found pregnant.
She didn't know what to do,
She couldn't think of what to say.
She tried to find him but he was gone.
She called his house, he had moved away.
She tried to reach him at work, he was nowhere to be found.
Then, she realized how naïve she was,
Naïve to believe that those three letters were a show of love,
Naïve to believe that there ever was love, a love too good to be true.
Now, he is gone. She's all alone.
Six months later, she'll give birth to a new born baby girl;
A baby she'll learn to love and cherish,
A baby she'll teach not to be fooled by a fool,
A baby she'll teach to love herself before loving anyone else.
A baby she'll teach not to be too naïve,
Because, naïvely she fell in the wrong kind of love.
Copyright © 2010 - The Promise by Charles Antoine Louis, Jr. All rights reserved
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