"When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions."

~

False hope expels from your face, your eyes, and the faith that you had in him has faded
rest your thoughts, dear child, you cannot hold yourself responsible for the actions he's taken;
the darkness he pulled over your bright eyes.

Never question your ability to see through false faces,
he is the victim of your passion,
and the wicked criminal who has tainted what it meant to be a hero.

Who is hero?
What was he saving?
Certainly not your disposition or your sanity
You brought this upon yourself,
you were more than capable to save safety, but you folded.

Well, he was wrong.
He is wrong.
You are everything he's always wanted,
and he's thrown it all away.