Buried in Lies

His hands touched like we were old lovers.

His eyes held secrets of a past I'd never known.

I was lost, you see.

Lost as the flowers that grew in the meadow.

The devil told me he knew me.

But lies had a way of unraveling, even if we didn't want them to.

The devil had a trick, for his love was full of acid. Acid that burned at every touch, every linger, and I let it scorch me to my core.

A devil made you sin. And my devil was the worst.

But now that devil wanted my last kiss, and it wasn't one I was willing to give.

He could take the acid and leave the burn behind.

I was keeping my heart even if I died trying.