Jilted for My Sister

Jilted for My Sister

He smiled at her, left me alone,

I waited in shadow, chilled to the bone.

Promises whispered, vanished in air,

My heart cracked where he never cared.

I watched him laugh, she took his hand,

A cruel twist I could not withstand.

I seethed in silence, rage unspoken,

Every glance felt like a token.

The nights stretched long, bitter and raw,

I counted the lies, the hidden flaw.

Her laughter rang where mine should be,

A dagger of envy, sharp and free.

I rose from ashes, my fire awake,

I took back the love they tried to break.

No whispered guilt, no sorry plea,

Could tether my soul, could capture me.

I walked through streets he would not see,

My shadow long, my spirit free.

He lost a world, he never knew,

The heart he scorned now boldly grew.

I carved my name in silence and stone,

A life reclaimed, no longer alone.

The past may whisper, sharp and sly,

Yet I rose taller, refusing to cry.

The night around me still holds their spite,

Yet my own flames blaze fierce and bright.

He jilted me, but I found my power,

I bloomed unbound, my finest hour.

I left behind the grief and the sting,

Found freedom only truth could bring.

No sister, no rival, no cruel disguise,

Could dim the fire that burns in my eyes.

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