Softened by the light of which he cast,
he branded you in the furnace of his heart,
and your tears,
your tears they now play,
like a symphony upon your cheeks,
for in your eyes,
he came to you of the light,
but he cut into you viciously with the dark,
for he was as black as the night inside,
and he with no humanity or dignity,
treated you disrespectfully,
and severed the strings of your heart.
What a coward,
what a cad.
I would advise you throw his memory away,
but it is too late,
for there is a fire raging inside you,
and a hurricane too,
and thoughts of revenge have landed upon you,
and are making their mark.
