NO FAIRY TALE

He was too impeccable,

but I was too crazed to care.

When he hugged me,

I got lost,

Lost in his embrace,

When he looked at me,

His eyes weakened me,

They seemed so loving so genuine,

That I couldn’t help but love him more,

His love was a lie of lust,

His kiss an unpardonable violation,

Because as I stayed true to him,

He played me with the rest,

To him,

I was only a remedy,

A remedy for his boredom,

So here I am,

Left with my tears,

Writing this pathetic poem,

About the loser I let in my heart,

The frog which remained a frog,

And refused to turn into a prince