In your verses, I hear the pain,
A heart once vibrant now caught in the rain.
You speak of wounds as if they were mine,
Yet in the shadows, your truth intertwines.
You weave a tale of innocence lost,
But every thread bears its own cost.
No velvet chains, no games were spun,
Yet here we stand, two hearts undone.
You seek to cast me in a role unkind,
Judge the moments we left behind.
You stand with honor, or so you claim,
But what of the echoes that whisper my name?
Your pride may shine, a beacon bright,
But shadows flicker in the dead of night.
What shattered bonds, what tears we shed,
Is a story told in words unsaid.
So rewrite the past, if that brings you peace,
Let silence hold what we can’t release.
Yet know this truth resounds so clear:
In the depths of love, betrayal draws near.
A journey shared, a lesson learned,
In every twist, a heart is burned.
No games were played, yet hearts can stray,
In the fragile dance of love’s array.