4.

Queen Of Hearts

It started with a battle cry 

You were there those sparkling eyes

I saw you there, and I just stared 

Because it couldn't be you.

It started out with one last kiss

I let you go, but I will miss, this.

We were young and so naive 

I was only just sixteen

The innocent simplicity

Of days before our wars.

But then I went and did you wrong

Before I knew it you were gone, away

And I played with soldiers

Told them I'm their Queen

And I kept on blaming 

Everyone but me.

Yes I played with soldiers 

Because I couldn't believe 

That you were gone,

And weren't next to me.

Author's Note

For the boy who taught me that sometimes the fault falls on my shoulders too. I'm sorry I treated you the way I did and I hope you understand why I did it.