The muse

A Poem by Mehar Anaokar

I was just another conquest
You were just another muse
And now we're both broken
Feeling used and abused

I was a brief enchantment
You were a small mystery
We felt a spark, we felt something
And the rest was history

I was your midnight fancy
You were always my daydream
Then I started to confuse you
And you took a step to leave

I was a fleeting thought
You were a puzzle piece
I filled you up with doubt
You filled me with unease

It's been a roller coaster
It's been a ride, it's been a cruise
But I was just another conquest
You were just another muse