The door of the past closed when he passed
By her and pretended not to recognize her:
That’s when I walked into his life,
Brainwashed by the glow of that smile he wears.
Sucks for me, I promised myself a million things
And he has me forgetting.
My eyes are swollen shut,
And have yet to be dilated.
Perfection of the imbalanced persona who seems aloof.
Never minding his smooth accent, and bright smile.
Swindled in with his charm and Casanova like persona.
Cold by the balcony and timid like a child’s first day of school.
Naïve like a fifteen who is knocked off her feet with the love bullshit.
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