Scared of perfect from the start.
Your reflection a world apart.
Serendipity a word but not for me.
This year I've wasted faithfully.
A ring unnoticed and one unknown.
My heart left broken and soul is torn.
Magic moments soon repeated.
Now more red flags are thrown.
I told truth but fiction.
Experience made me cold.
Emotions cut with no remorse.
This is how it feels now.
Your cruelty spread once more.
Tattoos for all the writers.
Pretty wings for my Amore.