“I wonder if she used that for me?”,
He thought,
Blinded by his arrogance,
He only looked for the beauty,
And driven by narcissism,
He wondered what was in store for him tonight,
As he daydreamed contently,
He glossed over the scars,
And the fresh, honest wounds,
Intent on looking elsewhere,
Instead she suffered,
Her reality shattered,
As a ruby stream circled the drain,
She hoped to be discovered.