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.