She drank the cyanide and
Immediately regurgitated
It on me.
I stoically
Glared at and began
To remove my
Clothes.
She quickly apologised but
Then
Forgot
About
It
Walked away and disappeared.
I soon found her
Again.
Lonely drinking
Alcohol
At a party.
I joined, but not for long.
She quickly
Left
Again
To some more interesting human-social
Caricature.
She ignored me.
She rebuked me.
She insulted me.
Yet, I was steadfast.
“Look like the innocent flower”
For I could not
Experience pain
From one I did not care for.
That was obvious.
I perpetuated my lie,
The first transgression upon my face.

What a lie.
What a devilish lie.
It has been too long now,
Too verbose.
Too eloquent.
Too persuasive.
No matter what it may do,
Now,
This lie,
This devilish lie
Will never
Die.