There was a time I called you mine,
a bond so pure, a love divine.
You were my heart, my guiding star,
but betrayel shows us who we are.
The whispers grew, the lies took flight,
a truth emerged, sharp as night.
Your touch once soft, your eyes once true,
now stained with the deeds I never knew.
The bed we built, the dreams we shared,
destroyed by the choice you dared.
Each stolen moment, each hidden embrace,
carved a wound no time can erase.
I loved you once, with every breath,
but trust betrayed becomes its death.
What once was light now burns with spite,
a fire fed by endless night.
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