why do you look so sad? why do you lick your wounds? why do you take in those arrows? why do you swallow those blood? why do you not sell her out? why do you still stand by?
beacause i "loved" her...
-given a thousand years she will not change... (not for you) -she will smith you where your heart is at the least.. -she shall step upon you and your name shall be forgotten.. -your face shall be of a stranger's in her eyes.. -she will infratrate into your circle of friends.. -taking what she needs, you are left aside...
you are merely a stepping stone, a foothold, a brick to her intendment.. you are not the object, just another line in her book...
unfortunate but true, what the ancients has warned you, it has forcome... your foolish heart has sold you out... what has pleased your ears and eyes, have now hurt your heart...
NOW, will you stand and rise forth? will you awaken to not relive your tragedy? will you take courage for your heart to be mended? will you face your broken heart? will you justify the ones that care for you?