The first time our eyes met, I swear I knew,
something within me screamed that I like you.
I don't know why or how to explain it,
all I know is a part in me was lit.
Is it your eyes that brim with mystery?
Or your lips that curve as you say my name?
Perhaps it's your voice that sends chills through me?
I'm drawn to you like a moth to a flame.
But fate finally slapped me with the truth.
When you turned to her with your dazzling smile,
the hurt was unbearably hard to soothe.
I felt my heart stop beating for a while.
Up to this day, I still feel a dull ache.
Heart, be careful of the choices you make.
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An attempt to revamp my sonnet from more than two years ago.
