Love is cheap, the words fall like rain

Refreshing and building hope again

But disappointment wins the day

“I love you,” is easy to say.

You forget me so easily and ignore my self

Putting my psyche on the heartache shelf

I have nowhere to go but home to my refuge

Where only my God is there to negate the subterfuge

That infiltrates my delicate mind and bolster up

My self-confidence that brings me closer up

To the infiltrating lens of self-doubt and even despair

Leaving me in the grip of the fresh air

That balms me and heals me without doubt

As I search for the true meaning to find out

The true love that continually dogs my step

Empty and bereft but free of all regret.