I knew it wouldn't last
since last December
Lacked the heart to say
that maybe it's better if
we part ways forever
instead of tearing each
other apart with claws of
different opinions.

That's exactly just what
we did, right?
Tore the other apart
with words that were
better left unsaid
a fight that wasn't even one
but we had drifted too far apart.

Yet it still hurts
because love is unconditional
unlike like tolerance of the
breaches of boundaries that
you wanted me to bear without
a complaint, when I was just dying within
My grey lips were something you chose not to see.

Dug inside my ribs and
took out my bleeding heart
a perfect Aztec sacrifice
Tell me, which deity did you
offer that bruised heart?
That jagged thing made of flint and coal?
Did they answer your prayers
to cause my downfall?

It's true that I shouldn't
put myself on fire for
a person like you who
would sit and watch as
I burn, my ashes the proof
of a love lost and tainted
with lies fabricated.

My part-time muse
lady of my countless stories
I still write poetry for you
which you'll never read
some raging, some mellow
and all of them filled with a persistent sorrow.

So yes, make me the villain
of all your beloved stories
the wretched snake with
two faces, and truly I have no
objection being your Cersei
as long as you remember that
villains are but heroes with
stories untold.

Letting you go was like
losing a god's love, the
way Semele felt in the
aftermath of Zeus, funny
how you never liked him
but did all things that he'd do
a stormy whirlwind send to
uproot my home.

You were my best friend
my dearest confidante
yet somehow turned into
my greatest lesson, but
one thing has come true;
you'll forever be a part of
me, splinters of your soul
stuck within mine.

I end this poem with a
prayer and the hope
that this will be the last time
I'll be writing about it
losing myself in melancholic
melodies, and crying over you
my darling, dreadful thing.

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