But,there's a but

He talks so subtle to me My every location is a concern, not to keep me restrain but in reinforcement should there be a concern He calls when he says he would,he never misses His words are testament to protection I see his light, I hear his unsaid words But........,there's a but Long before him,there was others Fine linen sewn in lies,Interwoven in manipulation,beaded in confusion They'd come dancing, i thought my heart found solace,a home only I could see I did no scrutiny, "Why would one do all this for mere games ",I foolishly thought A feather after another I watch the wings of our love scatter. There may be a heart to reciprocate his love but........it comes scarred