Mistake

I saw you today.

You smiled.
In your glory, your black coat.
Your green eyes piercing the cage
I've locked because of you.

"I'm genuine", you say.

That was before you walked...
The long road of betrayal
and stabbed my intentions.

We could have stood on this mountain,
and rocked back and forth
from the winds of all our whispered words.

How could you smile at me today?
Walking into the elevator,
you act as if it was all a dream.

I had thought you were my favourite mistake.
No.
Just a mistake.