One day, whilst in a reflective mood, I thought to myself for the first time in a long while "Is this really for the best?" Because of my huge rise in status I started to think less of the feelings of others below me. It was only until I noticed your sad expression on your face when I found you praying to your deceased former-husband in your room. Seeing your face longing for true happiness - not a cold political marriage, I decided that it would be best for us to parted ways. I would remain rich and powerful but more considerate of others and you would go out into the world and search for that long lost feeling of love. I wish you the best of luck. Basically you got tossed away ya hoe
Why did you leave me?
Why did you leave me?