"Regret", or a sad post

[carnacien]

I once had an amazing fling,
I thought we wanted the same thing .

But she let me inside her real big heart,
And while i didnt wanna see her hurt,

The words that i used to please,
proved to be a contageous disease.

All the lies i used to make us feel good,
in the end, were revealed to be rude.

So heed the warning from the story i tell,
for it can never end too well.

The knight's armor might be shiny,
But the man inside will be tiny.

And all he can say is many times sorry,
But no longer can u believe his worry.