Betrayal is thick with in the lines that we have crossed over.
You are but a casualty of the infantry that consists of wounded soldiers.
I took a step yesterday.
I walked away from you and the shadowy existence your heart locked me in.
You turned me around and allowed me to get lost in my greed for emeralds.
Your eyes always give you away.
I watched the sun drowns itself in the horizon and the stars moved across the sky as if they were crying for the loss.
Or maybe it was my own tears blocking my sight.
Your tiny white lies and self-pity are the only ways for my attention to be on you.
Maybe that is why your disheveled appearance told me to take my last step.
You now have him to make you feel lonely.