Ask AI: Can you write a poem about a girl you thought was in love with you, but only used you for sex

Once upon a heartbeat's subtle shift, A girl of radiant charm began to drift, Into my life like a sweet summer dream, Her presence a euphoric gleaming beam. Her eyes, they sparkled with youthful jest, Her laughter, a melody amongst the rest, Heartbeats synchronized in symphony, A dance of passion and of mystery. We cavorted in the canvas of the night, No words needed in the soft moonlight, Through intimate whispers and tender touch, I thought she loved me, oh so much. Her fiery desire, unveiled in her caress, A labyrinth of love, or so I guessed, Yet her heart remained an unlocked door, All she sought was the physical allure. Bedroom eyes masking a cruel intention, Her love was mere bodily infatuation, In her gaze, I was a fleeting delight, Vanishing with the break of daylight. So, I cradled this love, bittersweet and blue, Where intimacy was a mirage of truth, In my heart, illusions began to fray, As the girl I loved, slipped away. Now, I wander paths of silent symphony, A journey through the echoes of empty gaiety, A lesson learned from a lover's guise, Real love whispers, it never cries. Remember this tale of heartfelt plight, Love is not chained to the pleasures of the night, True love thrives in the soul's deepest core, Not merely in the moments behind the closed door.