a tiny shred of pink fabric

This red nail polish’ll never haunt me again

instead I’ll feel for a friend.

but 1st I want you to know something.

You deprived me by telling

what was my pleased ears were wanting

and though it was lovely

I still crave the truth.

My love for you is forever

and hangs on me like a jewel.

But for believing words in you

You were in the iron, caged,

while I was the fool.