I believe you are not the friend
who I presumed you to be.
You present that effortless text
and I'm lured to you, should this be?
I question, how have I grown
to oppose the person in my papers
who promised not to fall 
on his knees, for you, for love,
when I easily let you play with me?
What does it convey?
I question. How am I this desperate
to have you any which way?

But you are there with this act of kindness
and my heart melts away,
I give you all of my love
Devoted myself to you.
Like I did for them.

And I question,
how it concluded previously
when I let this happen.
I question,
should I play along despite knowing the end?

But you are not like them, selfish and mean.
You are a mix of both, kind and cruel
And I'm crying and lured
Maybe I should give it a chance anyway(?)
Lets see how this one ends.