Red,

I don't think you remember,

When we first met.

But I do.

Even when your father brought you,

I knew your origins.

You were quiet,

But eventually opened up to me.

Only to me.

I often reminisce about

When we were children.

I would play tricks on the adults,

You would follow me

Then make me fess up.

Like the good boy you are.

The days of our adolescence,

I don't look back so fondly.

Having to hold back my feelings for you,

Hurt more than you'll ever know.

Your youthful smile

Was blinding and beautiful.

I was elated

When we were posed to marry.

I could finally free my emotions.

You could finally be mine.

But,

At the party 

Our parents announced the engagement.

I saw you in the shadows,

Sharing a kiss with another man.

It hurt.

I imagined our marriage

Would fix you.

But it didn't.

You wouldn't change.

So the flower of my purity

I sold to some mongrel.

I vowed then,

To fix you myself.

But you pierced every wall

I put in your way.

I still held hope

That you would eventually 

Choose me.

Until that jackal

That harlot 

Whisked you away from me.

But I did it now.

My cunning finally got me

The taste of victory.

Even though want it,

The taste is bitter.

I can see in your face

Aloofness that hurts me.

Through pain,

I understand it.

This is not you.

I want you smiling

Loving whoever you want.

So, I must stop you.

Let all my love go.

I place one last true kiss 

On your lips.

And beg in a whisper.

“Go be with him."

I still feel the warmth

You left behind.

Even if I cry now,

When I see you beaming again,

I'll know I made 

One good choice in my life.