you couldn't believe the smile she gave you, it was so beautiful, yet, so dangerous to think about it.
she was the complete opposite of you, yet you still fell for her.
She completely blew your heart out of your chest, your heart expanded with every look you gave her, you thought of the way she motioned towards you, to tell you hello.
You rembered the soft, yet risky eyes, that you fell deeply in love with.
You could almost remember the touch of her soft and elegant hands compressed against your cheeks, and you could almost remember the feeling of being deeply alive, but yet, so close to being hurt because of it.
So close to being hurt, that it hurt to believe in her, to fully trust her, to actually feel that you were safely in love, but you fell for her charm, which was quite odd to believe, to understand the feeling of being completely in love, yet completely broken by the way she loved you.
You loved the pain she made you feel, you told her you loved her, you took advantage of what you could've had, what you could've become, but you filled in that empty spot, with something poisonous, something beautifully dangerous in many ways, but you never thought of who you became, because you were so pleased by the poison, you loved it so much, you became immune to it.
You became something you weren't.
But you were entirely in love with the feeling of dying, yet at the same time, falling deeply in love.
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