Deception

You pull me close,
with passion's fire,
then push me away,
as if I had earned your ire...

Have I been deceived,
or do you just not know,
do you secretly hate me,
should I just go?

Are you confused,
about what you want,
or did I loose,
have I secretly earned your taunt?

I feel deceived,
and this feeling isn't leaving me,
I feel teased,
why did you ever pick me?

Nevertheless,
I shall not hang around,
without proper communication,
everything breaks down.

I shall turn,
I shall walk away,
deceived maybe,
but tomorrow is another day...

-=databat=-