Empty words

Devoid of substance but full of praise,

The empty words belie your face.

Bewildered, I wonder every day,

Why would you not mean what you say?

I used to innocently fall for it,

Though you never came through, not even a bit.

Guiltily, I chastised myself for expecting love,

But emotions simmered and mind got a shove.

This may not mean much to you,

I’d have rather wanted you to be true.

Even silence would have worked in that regard,

Because nothing hurts more than empty words.

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