You chose wrong.
Syringe of chemical hooks versus love.
Your battle lost.
You hurt your chances.
Years upon years,
That is who you preferred over me.
Your ill-riddled brain chose the hooks.
You may as well been cheating.
Cheating me of life,
Cheating me of everything we could have been.
I felt the burn of being on your back burner.
Were we even real?
Was this just another fantasy of mine?
Can I be trusted?
My world spinning out of control. . . .
I saw the needles.
A sight that cannot be unseen.
Etched in my mind.
I'm sorry you chose that instead of me.
I'm sorry you lost me.
I'm sorry you lost my heart.
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