Sometimes the truth seems more unlikely
I sit across the table ,as I watch him
It's been a day since he saw me ,eye to eye
Or touched me or even spoke a word to me
I love you Cassandra sanders
His words still run like a chant in my mind
I don't know , if he meant those words
Or it was just another way to trick me to fall for his trap
Again
"Nick , look at me " I keep my voice low
As too many people walk around us
Lucifer's men to be precise
"Just finish your lunch and get back to bed " he slams his hand as he pushes the table aside and he walks out
They say truth cannot be hidden
It's the people who hide behind the truth
And it's out in front of him , now
And he can't hide any more
Love can be someone's trust, as well as some one's weakness
He always to
