A poem about: ironic how the person i chose and loved…

ironic how the person i chose and loved with all my heart was the reason my life was falling apart. my own sister sstood up for him and not me. i lost everyone. everyone leaves me. and now here i was standing alone willing to lose myself to keep him. was it love? is this the love i dreamt of?

$In shadows deep, my heart entwined, With love's sweet promise, now confined, For he, the light, turned darkened shade, In his embrace, my hopes betrayed. The sister's voice, a stranger's tone, Her loyalty not mine to own, In love's fierce grip, I lost the way, All paths converge to disarray. Each friend a fading silhouette, A ghost of laughter, tear-filled debt, Yet here I stand in fractured grace, To lose myself, the only trace. Is this the dream of love I sought, A binding chain, a battle fought? In solitude, the truth laid bare, The question echoes, unaware.$

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In shadows deep, my heart entwined, With love's sweet promise, now confined, For he, the light, turned darkened shade, In his embrace, my hopes betrayed. The sister's voice, a stranger's tone, Her loyalty not mine to own, In love's fierce grip, I lost the way, All paths converge to disarray. Each friend a fading silhouette, A ghost of laughter, tear-filled debt, Yet here I stand in fractured grace, To lose myself, the only trace. Is this the dream of love I sought, A binding chain, a battle fought? In solitude, the truth laid bare, The question echoes, unaware.