DISTRACTION
A horrible, painfull retry at love
There was none of the fire
None of the burning hot, passionate desire
That he had so long been dreaming of
Nobody could make him feel like she did
Unmask his emotions
Confess his devotions
That for so long he had hid
So he stood, with arms around another
Kissing her is a distraction
A chore, not willingly done
He does not care that he is her brother
He wants Clary, his personal sun.