Pretty dresses

Yesterday,

He said he loved her.

Yesterday,

He kissed her cheek,

And said she was a star.

Today,

He said he hated her.

Today,

He screamed,

Said he never trusted her.

The next day,

He left.

He packed his bags,

And walked out of their front door.

Years later,

She’s happy,

She got over him.

Years later,

He found out the truth-

Of what really happened.

Years later,

He showed back up at the very door

He slammed that day.

Say all these things.

I loved you.

Yes, he did.

But love without trust-

Is just control wearing a pretty dress.