I was tricked under the guise of love.

This will sting for as long as I live.

You used your charm to trick men.

Broken dreams are no use to anybody.

Something I wrote a while ago for an english assignment… Didn’t find it again untill just recently. The assignment was based on the storyline from Merchant of Venice, by Shakespear. When the three chests that determine Portia’s husband, may look wonderful and polished on the outside, do not show what is contained on the inside.

I never knew you cared about me.

You have to admit it to yourself when things are wrong.

Your wicked games drove her insane.

I cannot bear to feel disconnected to loved ones.

You will never know just how much you hurt us both.