A Faux Love

When I won your love, I was very glad
Every happiness in the world belonged to me
Then our love was lost and you went away
Now I shed my tears in lonely misery

I know now that you never ever really loved me
It hurts me now to think you never ever really cared
I sit and ask myself a thousand times to try and find
What really happened to the love that we shared

How could I be such a fool
How could I believe all those lies you told me
How could I be taken in by your sweet face
You spoiled our love, you ruined my life
I'm so tore down, I'm a terrible disgrace

But there will come a time and you'll regret the way
You treated me as if I was a fool and didn't know
The many times you lied about your love for me
Someone else is gonna know that your love was just a show...

How could I be such a fool?

Frank Zappa.

Inertia is an interesting word.
For one to use the excuse of inertia, in not leaving a relationship, giving the appearance that love is present, to find out that it hasn't been (how could it be with the behaviors exhibited now), instead wasting so many years of another by allowing them to think that they had a loving partner by their side, is so very selfish.