Lost Honor Found

I'm lonesome for you

with every breath I take,

but I'm not so stupid as to think

you ever think of me or care anymore.

To you, I am a history best forgotten,

to me, there is no future that matters.

You've instructed me in the full meaning of the word FORSAKEN.

I wish I didn't love you.

I wish I loved someone like you that would love me too.

But I can't stop it, and

there is no one else like you anyway.

Well,

at least, I can't stop it without

Plunging a sword through my heart,

which I dream of a hundred times every day.

* * *

But maybe that would hurt you.

I have to go on enduring this loneliness.

I don't want to hurt anyone... most especially you.

My only comfort is the realization that whatever I am,

at least I still have honor enough to suffer for the ones I love.