Anteros: Not The Golden Child

You’re not the golden child
You’re dark and deceptive 
Like your father

But everything you’ve done 
is for love

Your very birth
Took place 
Because your brother needed a playmate

And he’s been just as good a friend
As you’ve been to him

How many goddesses 
Have ignited your passion 
And turned down your heart

How did you learn the misery of the broken hearted 
And discover the bloodlust that comes with the territory

How long did it take 
to put on your father’s face
To hide your mother’s heart

Have you found love?
Have you found Requited love?