He was my Knight in shining armor, 

The one we met in the sweet summer. 

Glazed blue eyes he piqued my interest,

He was handsome but I'll never admit that statement. 

Raspy low voice, he walked with such grace, 

To me, back then he occupied all the space. 

He had another, and so did I, 

But I never mentioned him, I did not lie. 

For hours on we talked our hearts away, 

From songs to movies our conversations kept my worries at bay. 

We had our secret spot,

Night after night his presence was never short. 

Eventually I withdrew from the gang, 

Met him alone,so uninterrupted, we could hang. 

I never brought up my 'Love', if that's what I could even call him, 

At that point the spark I felt for him began to dim.

He'd lecture me, remind me of my flaws,

At some point loving him felt like a chore.

As he's rants grew longer,

My heart grew colder.

When life felt sad, and nothing else gave me joy,

My Knight was always there, bringing up things I enjoy.

With him I left behind all my troubles and laughed without a care,

He just seemed so different, like a breath of fresh air.

My heart longed for something new,

His presence I craved with excitement anew.

Don't get me wrong I wasn't falling in love,

Or maybe I was, being with him made me feel free like a dove.

Eventually my 'Love' found out,

Accused me of focusing on my Knight, that in my loyalty,he had doubts.

I cried and tried to explain it wasn't true,

That he was simply just a friend who came around when I felt blue.

A test of loyalty was what he wanted,

I was hurt, he never saw it then, but our love just couldn't be mended.

Eventually, my 'Love' was Love no more,

And it seemed His turned into a hoe.

My Knight and I became closer,

Our bond,built on broken hearts became stronger.

But as time went on I got tired,

The relief I felt from him got soured.

I began to lose interest in his semi narcissistic talks,

The days spent with him felt unbearably long and wack.

Thinking about it now, I have no regrets,

Maybe just one or two but not the rest.

I probably shouldn't have let him so close,

Cos he'd just pop up, sorta like unwanted guests.

I just wanted a break from everything,

The stares, remarks and especially the questioning.

Was that too much to ask?

Surely giving me a break wasn't that big of a task?

For that reason I guess I used him,

His yapping was tolerable compared to theirs.

Looking back now all I can say is that it was all a hussle,

The stress, red flags so much trouble.

But for what it's worth, for a fleeting second,

I'll say my Knight made me happy, just for the record.