The Girl Who Loved Narcissus

It’s late,

And I’m waiting by the phone

For a message I know

Will likely not arrive.

I’m sullen,

The forgotten mistress

Cast aside in the wake

Of his first love.

It’s a role I swore never to take.

However, it is just how much

He loves his work that

I fell for him.

 

It is because  of this love for his work

That I will always come in second.

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