I fell in love with the girl who wore a little black dress and her dearest old red chucks to prom.
I fell in love with the girl who lights a cigarette stick every now and then, despite my asthma.
I fell in love with the girl who loved to read men's magazines.
I fell in love with the girl who dances so well, graceful and erotic.
I fell in love with the girl who has already fallen in love with someone else.
I fell in love with the same girl over and over again.
I fell in love with the same girl and there was no escaping her.
I fell in love with the girl who didn't know all this time.
I fell in love with the girl who has never taken any hint.
I fell in love with the girl.
She was you.
You were her.
The girl I fell in love with.
That girl was you.
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#BedroomConfessions
RomanceLike the ships in the night that we are. This is what happens After we say goodnight. As we succumb in the safety of our quilts under the moonlight. -Compilation of Poetry-