You were just an episode, a passing scene,
not the whole movie, not the grand dream.
You thought you were the main role, the star,
but you were one like many, not the best by far.
Forever in my heart, but not as an option,
a middle chapter, a passing desire.
I cared for you deeply, would have given my all,
yet you hurt me the hardest when you wished for my fall.
Loving me is a risk, a delicate art.
but hurting me is a risk that will tear you apart.
You broke your own heart when you tried to break mine,
shattered the bond and definitely crossed the line.
You thought I'd wait while you play around,
but I’m not here for the leftovers.
I am not the peace you hoped you’d found.
I deserve better, it’s painfully clear,
Your season is over while mine is here.
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