I knew from the beginning
that players are going to play
that the flirty ones only become flirtier
and that cheaters don't get a second chance
I knew from the beginning
that you'll disconnect
that you're going to lose interest soon
that your promises and loyalty don't mean a thing
I knew from the beginning
that I'm going to get hurt
that it wasn't going to work
that I was only hoping, dreaming, wishing
In the end I still became so infatuated with you that I gave you my everything.
My barriers. My soul. My heart. My first love.
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Are Loving: Present Progressive
PoetryWith her fingertips, she traced the smooth, darkened skin under his eyes. "Eyebags," she noted. "I've been thinking," he murmured, "of you. The shadow of my thoughts is the ink which stains them." She paused and gazed right into those distant...
