Powerful,
but when it comes to you,
powerless.

The next few lines are not anything like the royalties
but i'll try anyway because I'd really like to write about you.

You were too good to be true,
"I love you" you told me.
"Go away" I answered.

And then you did. You went away.
I wept. Regretted it 'til the end.
I should be happy for you,
tell me how because I've got no clue.