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Vegas

I swear I am not the villain,
Dressed in righteous pages celebrating my gods religion,
Coated in the hypocrisies of my decisions
Except— there must be ifs, ands, or buts.
What happened to her was just.
She was this,
She was that,
It makes sense right?
It has to,
It must.

Under the sun in the city of sin,
Turning a blind eye is how my drawn out
love affair begins
At times I thought;
She must have misunderstood him, 
Silenced his dreams and watched as he grew thin.
While he deteriorated and pleaded
she shut him out.
He was waiting for me,
To show him what love was all about.

We gallivanted away
I don't know if I hated to admit
The more he turned to me for solace and ease
The more it brought me to my knees
And I realized

The screams inside couldn't be tamed yelling
I needed him to stay.
I will help you heal,
Will help you find peace
Please don't leave,
Trickling into
I will be whatever you need me
To be.

So the years go on,
We go through phases of turbulent games 
I dress like her hoping his lips
pine for my name.
Settle for
We're just really good friends
Date others to only
Make him jealous and watch his face freeze
Glances of
this is what we could be.
Curating that one day the moment is just right,
Finally have us go home hand in hand
at the end of the night.

But then years down the line creep up,
Like I hear they always do
I think of that girl who was so broken,
So blue.
I think of how she moved far away
To escape,
You

Me?
Dressed in righteous pages in my gods religion,
Coated in the hypocrisies of my decisions.

So the years go on,
He still plays her favorite songs,
Thirty years later
He waits at the bench where they pondered
Hoping that she will wander

Under the sun in the city of sin,
Turning a blind eye is how my drawn out
love affair begins
And I ultimately win,

Right?