Her POV

Trust is something she has never had
Her fear is constant
Betrayal greets her every once in a while
She lay in her bed seeming lifeless
Gazing at the ceiling with eyes full of tears
A kaleidoscope of emotions overwhelmed her
Hoping he'll understand her but alas the only thing he longs for is her near to perfectly sculpted body
He thinks of grabbing her hips, kissing her lips,fondling  and s*cking her gracious bosom
Not only is he ruining her
But he's tearing her apart piece by piece
I love you he says but when will he realise it's not love
Just lust at it's best
She wishes she shouldn't have but oh well
What's done can't be undone
She's always smiling they say how could she been unhappy
The pain behind her smile is unexplainable she chooses to hide the truth and let everyone else remain oblivious
Pretence was her speciality
But what would that make of her
A coward who chooses not to face her sorrows but hide away from them
Or simply a damsel in distress who chooses to let life go on
For she too longed for some redamancy
But it seemed she was destined to eventually spend the days of her life in solitude