To Ponder

How deep is his love, how far can it go?

She could not help but wonder

One could not really know

With years of despair and blunder

Which words of his hold the truth?

Perhaps it holds both

Weaving lies

Too many deceptions and betrayals before her very eyes

"Does he truly love me?" She asks

She was weary and tired

In loneliness and sorrow she basks

Of love lost and broken trust that had transpired