Sunny Melancholia

She was with you,

Then the fine ‘her’,

Was all a lone,

I wonder if it’s true

You were better than him,

Straight up to my face,

You said the exact same words,

Metronome ticked relentlessly,

Helpless you look up to me,

My oh my why?

Oh wait,

Maybe it’s because the poison stung my heart,

I should be dead,

But my spirit revived me.

a.k.