Misery.

I fell for her magic,

I tasted her skin.

I know that I’m stuck in this misery,

Because I’m not enough, like she used to think.

She bathes in her victory,

She blew out all my fumes.

Her love was a mystery,

My love was a fool.

I know she’s not in love like she used to be,

Because I’m not the one like she used to think.