He came to me with his wounded heart, lay down his sweet words and coerced me into rescuing him. Rescuing him from his destructive, self-pitiful ways. Months fled by and attachments bloomed; it was always doomed. I always knew. My arms tight around him in fleeting goodbyes, lingering over his scent and the warmth of his embrace. My mind wondered of him and little else, until the day the burning commenced. His heart was strong, he was built again. A man returned from rubble and then he was gone. I was a tie no longer needed, with disregard for feelings. He rose and I was at his feet. Although promises were made of sticking by, those promises were never sincere; how could they be? I was dismissed with careful apologies, oh whatever does that matter? Torn and distraught, a overflowed capsize of emotion. You left me where I found you. With silence nothing changed, still the reminder of foolish ways and wishful thoughts. A new girl to prove me right, holding all that I never fully had. I know not what of my vision is really true but for, to be a fool I have more favour, than to have been loved and then dismissed.
