My only sin.

 Point 4, point at the door.

Words don't matter anymore.

They take away the things you love,

With a wicked cackle.

The things you believed

Would never leave,

The things you invested

Your life in. 

For the Memories to be burnt. 

And I'll never learn.

A beautiful face,

A drum circle.

Stolen moments.

I'll never learn.

A love stole away

And memories burnt

By witches pretending to be friends. 

I'm sorry I let them win. 

I loved you so much. 

Was my only sin.