I told you I wasn't good

I look down in horror at what I've done there is no blood there is no scar or visible mark to show what I've done what I've become there is something broken in me something lacking I've know this for a while I slip lies into my kisses deceit into my caress I can't count the lies I've told you I can't count the times I've wronged you I'm sorry for this even if I feel no true remorse even knowing I'll do it again you won't find out I told you this once so long ago you must've forgotten you told me you'd know anyway arrogance on your lips believing you could see through a man made of lies I will betray you to hurt myself I won't feel anything about it and you will stay beautifully unaware blissfully assured of my honesty. this is love.