Naïve

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We were just like other young hearts
Living with free mind
Unchained from the world
Unraveling our best lives

The garden we built was full of butterflies
The daisies were watered
Roses filled the land
As we walked by and you held my hand

I was wearing my white dress
You wore your old white long sleeves
You kissed my hand on the entrance of the gate
As all wonderful things lingered my feelings

I really hoped that you're my forever date

I only heard sweet words from you
You only ever smiled at me
"I would never want to see you shed a tear in the eye"
"You draw a smile to my lips," 
that is what you said

As I come back from the present time
Saw my hands in fist with visible pain in my eyes
The reflection I saw in the mirror
The rage from betrayal, and any other part of me dies

And I told you about what hurts me
You listened and did the exact same thing
It was red. I wanted war. You urged me
Every thought hurts when I wanted you to bleed

And I wish I knew
I wish I knew you were fraud
All those sweet smiles, and sweet words
Were nothing more but lies of an egoistic bored

How I wish I could go back
Regretted every choices made
Try to forget the part where I met you
Wanting to erase you in my life and undo all the pain

But as I did, all memories of you crossed
The garden we built
How you held my hand
How you looked at me that never showed any signs of guilt

As if it was all honest and true

All words uttered were carved in the tree
You promised with the stars at the night sky
Even used the wishing well as we walked by
'I promise' was written on rocks outside

What you did was so painful
You opened a child's eyes to fantasy
You showed me something so beautiful
It hurt to know it was fake, and your truths just faded so quickly

But I still remembered how you swore that you love me
And because I loved you too, I believed
I did not know you just lied
And I was just naïve

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Writer's Note:
You made me look so naïve - Olivia Rodrigo

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