Is this wrong?
My feelings are uncontrollable.
Right from the start, I was captured.
She is my captor and I am her victim.

Whispers of her fairy tales with someone else.
How I endured the wounds in my heart.
Why do I feel this way, if she's not even mine.
But yes, I stayed. I'd rather be her toy;
than nothing at all.

My dear please be happy.
My dear please smile again.
My dear pain does not last forever.
My dear I will give you everything you need.

Every tear you shed, I shall wipe away.
It doesn't matter if my heart is stinging.
As long as yours are serene.

Maybe I'm the selfish one.
I guess I wanted to be loved like him.
Or maybe I'm just eternally ******.
For she took everything from me, but my heart.
The only thing I wanted to give from the start.