And in times of great distress I find myself wondering
If you found true love in your mistress?
She came in and took your heart,
She walked by and her scent lured you, but she was unwelcome.
Like candy in a van,
Like candelabras to a modern home.
Acrylic to canvas,
Adding a color and vibrancy that was not there before.
And, like a thief with gold and no intention,
Another abyss she was, and she aimed to take you with no purpose.
Now you are hers alone but she won't have you,
And now you are chasing to keep something which was never meant to be yours.
Her lure is gone,
Her scent eradicated,
Don't come running back,
Don't even think about it.
You left,
You made the choice.
You chose Miss Trespasser.