The Despondent Minds

Percents

For Klein

Our hands were clasped in a knot;
Passion spread like wildfire.
You were the only man I sought
Was I the one you desired?

You treated me like a queen.
You had always been my king.
But then she suddenly appeared.
You said it wasn't what it seemed.

But she stole away your time
And now my doubts were piling.
I wondered if you'd be mine
Or was what we had dying?

At one point she reached the top,
So you were forced to choose,
You looked up to the deities,
They said one girl you'd lose.

Was it me? Was it her?
My world became a blurry haze.
Would our memories be replaced
By a very pretty face?

And for a moment I rejoiced,
Cause you had chosen me.
But I realized she was a want,
While I was simply a need.

For awhile I was so happy,
I was convinced you and I were meant,
But is this my happy ending?
I got 51 percent.