A short story

Baby, you was the lucky one
The woman of my dreams
Why'd you throw it all away

From day to day, I dream of you and me so
Peacefully we dance until we had no energy

I'm betrayed
But holding on

I know you had your secrets
And fairytales and dreaming
You didn't like my body, my dinginess, and
Shoddy build I could have fixed those things
But you couldn't help but spit in my face

Baby you lost all your grace and I'm thankful that I caught it before I was a fool