“I think I’m in love with you.”
These words echoed through my brain.
A fool’s smile reflected on my face.
How I truly regret believing those words.
“But I couldn’t, I’m someone else’s maiden.”
That was the rock thrown at my glass house.
I was too naive, too desperate.
Look at me wallow like a man to the gallows.
“But we had something special.”
That was the knock-out blow from the Mike Tyson fury of words.
I felt cheated and used, how could I have let this happen.
“But I just couldn’t let him go.”
And now I feel like a jester for a king.
Entertaining the queen while he ventures.
I couldn’t allow it