HE LIED

The enemy convinced me that I was not loved,

That I was the remaining of people’s trust,

And that I was to be used but never loved,

But he lied,

Because a quick tour to my gallery,

I saw you and them,

Those who choose and have chosen to be there,

 for me in all times of my life,

I saw the memories we made,

And for sure those can’t be because they were using me!

I saw those birthday celebrations,

The nightly messages and picture we took when we did go out,

The days where we chose to share the few that we had,

That was real and I felt happy,

So devil,

Stop convincing me that nobody every loved me,

For they for sure did.