Traitor being held in arms

We were just holding onto each other But our Shadows dance under the moonlight, I put a knife on his back Betrayal, without being known to his sight. The silence spoke our intentions, I assumed, I'm the traitor What is in it, am i , a world or nation? Putting the one who cherishes me ,in Deceit . My mind goes blank, so do my eyes. I fall into his arms more relaxed ; i sigh. The knife fall into the floor with a soft sound. When i feel the blood stained my white gown The knife , behind my back stabbed ,stayed , As if I'm the one who gets betrayed.