The Looking Glass Volume 36 | Page 16

To Her Love

Stephanie Menendez

Right then,

She knew that he had never trusted,

Never loved her the way she loved him.

When he didn't speak

She knew that he was not going to fight her,

Not the way she would fight for him.

She suspected from the start but didn't want to believe it.

The kiss was just a kiss

Because he did not get the butterflies that she got.

She wished she could be free.

He did not love her the way she loved him.

Now she's left alone in the cold

With the butterflies she can't protect against,

And the promises he did not keep.