Questioning (Poem)

His words were sweet when we first met,

My own desperation made me believe,

I didn’t question what I saw in his eyes when we met,

That’s how desperate I was to believe,

I wanted to believe it was love from the moment we met.


Sadly, I paid the price for not questioning,

He was also uttering the same sweet words to another woman,

The blame was on me for not questioning,

Thus, my own naivety led to becoming a heartbroken woman,

Now I’m the woman who is always questioning.


Yet there’s nothing wrong to question a fast love,

You should care about your heart,

After all, only a worthy one deserves your love,

Only worthy one deserves your heart,

Most of all, you won’t question for long when it’s really true love.


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