Stream of Thoughts #3

I shouldn't be named after the moon
The crescent's too high for such a noon
For I'm heated and lived in hell
I couldn't stand the ache so well

Remove his number, that's what he asked
And so did I, it was a task
Was proud I am to wrote it back
Behind the poets you gave in hand

I never stopped, my dear, those thoughts of you
Even in pain I questioned where were you
I hid the things that remind me of you
Every time I prayed, I pray for you

As time went by loyalty demands
Dishonest I was to clear out the mess
I stayed and promised never to look back
On pasts I had avoid the evil act

A year gone by then there was goodbye
Betrayed I was, abandoned in pale
Direction I followed took granted in hollow
Unpleasant I was, invited the sorrow

Ashamed of mistakes that lead to die
Hardly forgiven the guilt of delight
Should have settled for him whose heart was I
Searched back for the prince I once denied

Should have been you, but who's to blame
We never could, too scared of harm
This sad story came in fame
The passion I had in peace so calm