A lover's scorn.
When i told you i wont wait forever, i meant it, i have found comfort in the arm of many, i stare into your eyes as they carried me on lifted hands to their alter of worship. You pushed me away, left me begging for little scrapes that fell off the stone that is your heart. Odion pleaded and Athena wept, not for my broken spirit but for the way i loved you. The way i loved you,