Deception

Do I trust the things you say?
The things you tell me everyday?
Of how you love me with no lies,
and ours the love with bonding ties?
Or is it just a cloud of smoke?
With hazy truths that are a joke?
I wonder how our love will last,
if you cannot see through my past.
And see me as I am today,
who loves you with no games to play.
But you have left me all alone,
standing here a silent stone.
Remembering all things once said,
now our love is all but dead.