Woe is me! A fool again.
Events recurring from way back when.
I thought I had learned, but it wasn't so,
That love betrays, this now I know.

The number of those vying for me was two.
Seemingly handsome, sweet, and true.
I was torn when I knew I would have to choose,
For I had wished neither to lose.

Time matured, the selection came.
For injuring one, myself I blame.
Not too long after, I found I was right
If not for grace I would have had to fight.

Betrayed. How did I fall for the lie of his love?
I was blind before, but thank Gods above
That my eyes were opened and I could see
That my Valice was he who truly loved me.

I pushed the other out of my mind,
Though regret did upon my conscience grind.
As a Priestess I hate to inflict any pain,
Even to enemies who would be my bane.

Life was then perfect, it seemed to me.
It was all an illusion, now I see.
Valice had left, so the message had said,
When he returned, soon, we could finally be wed.

I waited for more than five hopeful years.
He never returned, for all faith and tears.
By then, of course, another was found,
And I prayed that this love could be truly profound.

A few precious moments together, alone.
Then he, too left. I should have known.
I doubt he'll return, yet it's likely the best.
My heart will not stand another such test.

Yet another is come, and I had to refuse
For fear that my soul would sustain more abuse.
Now this one has threatened to leave the lands.
I cannot bear to have his blood, too, on my hands.

I pray that now, those who care can perceive
The reason that I do not wish more to grieve.
I've promised myself no more romantic connections.
So please take no offence if you get only rejections.

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Glacian, in the year 263 AF.