I begged for Love

I begged for love,
lost my self-respect,
what else could I expect?
You, the master of the game,
if I had done what you did,
I would have died of shame.
Now I’ve reclaimed my grace,
while you’ve found your place.
my love for you has taken the north.
Don’t cast stones into
my pleasant pond of peace;
tore the past, I hardly miss
my greatest regret was the kiss.