Before the words were said
Before the feeling faded
Before the first touch
The first dance
The first kiss
The first born
My hand was on the door
I let the devil win the game
Thinking it was all in my head
but the battle had been fought and lost in a single breath
The words escaped my lips before I could pull them back in
I was already gone
Perhaps I was the coward
the selfish one
Giving myself the out
or was I brave?
Admitting it was over
accepting that nothing else could be done
I rang the bell
it can’t be un-rung
Some words inspire
Some words build empires
Some lie
Some tell truths
but those words
the ones that escaped my lips
My words
destroyed a family.
-Clary
Sarcastically Cynical 