Work Text:
Not even the mistress
by Ann aka Hel
Your intention was to see me smile.
You whispered about things of beauty.
You even told me I was beautiful.
I trusted you.
I loved you.
I even fled the shadows to fight
For my place in the sun.
But happiness wasn't supposed to mine.
She wished on the wrong star
And her wishes were granted to me.
So I'm not even the mistress.
I didn't get to be the perfect fling
Or the one night stand.
I could have recovered from that.
I've done it before.
But this time I was the miss.
I was the one you chose
To make love too.
It was perfect.
I felt like I was floating.
But now I have fallen.
Every bone is broken.
You still get to be happy.
And she got her wishes back.
The pain she once felt
Has become mine
Like a butterfly with her wings torn out.
You still want me to smile.
But the pain won't be ignored.
I gave you everything.
My trust
My heart
My body
My soul
My innocence
And it hurts even more knowing that
I wasn't even the mistress.
I was the miss.