liar, he cursed at some god,
or maybe just at the sky.

the rain fell from the skies,
falling into his face, forcing his eyes shut
at least the angels would cry for him

liar, he cursed again, feeling rather cliché
but this wasn't disney,
and his heart wouldn't be restored

and all of the pain,
it was happening to him,
what a horrid cliché

there was nothing novel left in heartbreak,
it's all been written a million ways,

it's all been felt a million and two.

liar, and this time, he meant it.