Love's Labor Lost

Oh, trust, a fragile thing so easily torn,

By words unspoken, actions forlorn.

Is it my fault, or are his mistakes so deep?

That keeps my heart awake, unable to sleep?

Intuitions whisper, a haunting refrain,

Of disloyalty, causing such pain.

Is it my soul, procrastinating's art,

Or his endless lies, tearing my heart apart?

I yearn for peace, the freedom to breathe,

To stay alone, my spirit must be soothed.

No longer a guest, unwanted and scorned,

A place where my value is never returned.

He feels content, gets a fresh start each day,

I'm trapped in shadows, lost in dismay.

Women's hearts, like mazes, are complex and deep,

I need gentle care, not a careless sweep.

We cherish simplicity, love's tender embrace,

Not lavish gifts, but a fleeting space.

Talk to us softly, hold us so close,

Accept our resistance without fear.

I refuse to be a toy, a mere option.

A pawn in his game, a foolish adoption.

Let me be free from his wrathful tree.

Before I bear the fruits of misery.

Be you never my friend, for darling, you see,

Even as a foe, unworthy you'd be.