It was just a game for you-your flames blazed brighterAnd with my sizzling coals, I mistakenly thought I was the strong one-You drew me in as easily as you put me out.

I wanted to kiss her. She looked like the picture of peace, but I knew better to keep my passion to myself. Instead I put my lips to my wine glass, pretending that it was her. The taste was sticky sweet, but certainly not as satisfying.

Again she dances on the edge of my consciousness, laughing at me in my dreams. This is only fair. I cast myself as her fool from the beginning. When I told her she could have anything of mine; she plundered my heart, dazzled my mind, taking whatever it was of mine that she pleased.

As if summoned by my private musings, Robert came rolling down the hill.Think of the boy and he appears; what kind of faerie meddling was this?

Love, they compare you to an unending battle-riddled with pain and wracked with tacticsTo pull the other down into a deathly embracein which there is no loser:For I am beginning to believe that my lossIs truly his, and his win is my gain.

She'd see that I loved her in that way I had thought I had loved all the girls before her; openly, desperately hoping for my affections returned with the same warmth and passion. That's how I lost them all, I had wanted far too much.

I had the idea that married couples should be in love, though I doubted that either of Father's wives had loved him. There had been more romance between Uncle Alexander and Leonard. Considering how content they both were, with each other and in life, I'd consider myself an extremely lucky man if I ever were as happy as they had been when they were together.

We are trapped by convention and must marry another.Every good child knows: duty before your heart's desire.So in the shadows we remain.

I came out here because I didn't want to rot at home alone. Could he even begin to conceive how perfectly wretched it was to have your entire life already planned for you when you were just seventeen?