Awakening

I said, " just say it to me once,

You don't even have to mean it."

But her eyes told me,

Even if she couldn't,

That she wouldn't ever understand

The flames of my spirit

She wasn't the echo

My beckoning call

I leaned in for a kiss

She stepped back, 

to watch 

me fall

"How guilty she must be" , I thought

She swallows many words

And buries them deep, deep

Behind daggers and swords

All I need was her

All she needed was me

Or so I thought

In my naivety

She had style, no morals

She confessed with a smug glee

And I wanted to strangle her

As she lay next to me

I was the frog prince

Of this grim fairytale

Where we die in the end,

Because love is too frail

From passion came pain

With its sinuous grit

It would have been worse

If those words ever fell from her lips

So in dreams we meet,

For, in life, we hate

This concrete and marble

Prison of fate