Why do you look at her like she's the only girl down the field of roses?
Like any other girl she has thorns, so why?
But me?
My thorns are cut, so I am left defenseless, there you had my heart easily.
With this I won't ever hurt you or prick you with my beauty.
"Allie, you look very beautiful today," you said with that silly smile of yours with a gentle laugh.
And stupidly, I fell again.
But no.
You looked at me like I was a shooting star when I fell for you and of course, you wished for her instead to love you so.
"Zander, will you ever move on from her?" I asked with all sincerity.
"No. But I want to," you said again with a smile this time with sadness etched painfully on your face.
We're all just the same.
