I hate you for making me love you- then stringing me along until I realized all was lost, and that you have left me standing on you doorstep again- Druid God.
Being your Muse- your Sappho- your Savior is killing me slowly- and painfully-inside.
Count me a fool- a mere mortal with a tragic flaw called loving you.
A stupid girl- who has dreams and morals that you rose high above you- asking for nothing- but perfection.
I reached to the heavens for your perfection but I only found lies and words- and a concrete landing that left me bruised and broken.
Because I can save you- Druid God- but you'll never save me.
You'll never change for me- You can't even change for yourself.
Yet another one...I told you I couldn't keep away from this theme.