Fishing

Oh, he had her.
Hook, line, and sinker.
She gobbled up his fruitless visions
Like a ravenous wolf...
hungry for the truth.
Starving for something
beautiful and real.
He just wanted to steal.
Stars in her eyes.
Collateral damage on the side.
Little tears streaming.
Broken dreaming.
Recalling chocolates, jokes, and wagon rides.
Manipulated antics meant for someone else.
He was done with the other family
on the shelf.
So, he just walked away.
Have a good day.
She yanked the hook out
and let the blood soak
where it lay.