My Knight in Rusty Greaves

Another heartbreak story

I think of you in these moments.

My light; my knight!

In shining armor.

Only, yours is bronze,

Or rusted. 

I can never tell.

Explain to me why I trusted 

You, I fell

So very hard 

For green eyes

And those pathetic lies...

I gave you my heart,

The only part 

Of me that was

Vulnerable

And young. 

The essence of

My innocence

Was murdered along with my pride;

A double homicide 

On your part.

Call the Police!

Alert the Press!

Arrest this Menace!

But it isn't illegal

To hurt people 

With your unreciprocated

Love. 

Love?

Love...

So wishful

So debated...

But love for me

Died at seventeen. 

I no longer believed

In my childish dreams.

My wildest fantasies

Of Prince Charming on his

High horse

Were shattered when I found my

High heels

Were twice 

The size of his 

Capacity for 

Love. 

So kill the doves, 

Someone break it to Aphrodite

That Ares will never 

Love 

Her back. 

And you could 

Never 

Be what I wanted.