In reply to Played
One night. That was enough
To tear my world apart.
Don’t dare call inconstant
My disappearing act.
What would you have me do?
Fight when there was no hope,
When all the while I knew
To stay would mean the rope?
I fled. Yes. I admit it.
You did not see my pain,
So from these accusations
Take care to refrain.
You were not free to love,
Be mine, be loved in turn.
To watch you be another’s
For this I should return?
If only-I were a player
And had a heart of stone,
Yet when the heavens pour
I long for you alone.
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