Your angel might just be someone else’s devil,
He’s sweet, adoring and loving, all that you’ve been missing,
Very handsome and charming, it’s absolutely disarming,
His touch and affection are oh so addicting,
What you don’t see is what he reserves for another,
The emotional terrorism he learned from his father,
His relentless tirades and dismissive gestures,
The lies that twist her mind into splinters,
Yet when he’s at your front door he appears as your savior,
He’s weaponized the stealth art of seduction,
Soft honey lips with venomous kisses,
You’re blinded by love, yet his secrets run deep,
If you watch very closely, you might see it creep,
The irritated sigh as his phone begs attention,
That angry flash in his eyes—it wasn’t your imagination,
Did you notice the corner of his lip curl with pure disdain and condescension?
If so, you should leave and never look back, it’s not something minor, it’s a stealth attack. He’ll target your mind, body and soul so heed signs and leave now, so you won’t have regrets and you’ll get your life back.
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