Time encouraged me to trust you.
Time pushed me to share.
Time gave me confidence.
Time accepted all I had to bare.
Complexed was your mind, intertwined with mine.
Complexed was my thought processes 90% of the time.
Complexed became your signature when what you said was opposite to your actions.
Complexities came about like bad acne, not enough treatment to gain traction.
Time taught me that you’re fraudulent.
Time set me on fire.
Time burnt away my emotions.
Time left you as a liar.