Now I know it was only infatuation,
It wasn’t love.
I was lured by his good looks, and promise of better tomorrows,
But I placed too much faith in his facade.
He was a cardboard cutout of a prince that couldn’t break into my castle and save me from my fiery captor.
He burned up and faded away, while I stood up and saved myself.
A Rambler In Bloom 