You were somewhat my past
My present? ... I'm not sure
Let me try to be optimistic
Be my future?
Please let me know

At first your were nothing but a boy toy
a fool I just used for enjoyment
I feel guilty, afcourse
I used you for my own selfish reasons
a distraction of my sorrow

Yet that low ember shimmered
your attention and affection fortified my feelings
I was truly cursed once again
imprisoned in a state of mind where my feelings and emotions are scattered
making me feel weak and vulnerable
I did it to myself
I saw it coming

but I did whatever it took to make myself happy, even if I knew the consequences after
like everyone before, you abandon me
Once again I'm foolish and naive, thinking this time would be different
The Damage is Done