Why him?

  Everyone said, “Don’t do it; You’ll regret it.” It was me; Naive too incompetent to know that they were right.   A fairytale, I thought it was; A nightmare, it turned into.     Why didn’t I listen to them? Why didn’t I just let him go? Why did I have to fall in…

Be my…

Be my Jason, I’ll be your Medea. Will fly over Colchos Help you win the golden fleece.   Be my Pyramus, I’ll be your Thisbe. Won’t leave my cloak behind For you to see and die.   Be my Aeneas, I’ll be your Dido. Will hold a willow in my hand And wait for you…