Guilty

Folder: 
Missing Him

Sitting in the courtroom

during the trials of love,



I was called to the stand

to testify of my knowledge

of the crime.



The burden of proof shifted

to my shoulders,

as the evidence piled up

against me.



I could not defend my actions,

my selfish motives;

after all,

I was Heartbreak's accomplice.  



But I wished to be

pardoned of the felony

for the simple fact that



your love for me

would never be proven

beyond a reasonable doubt.

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