i remember walking into the room,
with my head held high.
i saw your face and felt nothing.
i joked about how funny would be
if i ended up next to you.
and just by chance,
it happened.
reasoning.
i'd fight battle over, battle with my mind.
like a breeze blowing by.
i sat and wondered what happened
why you made my blood boil.
i think it was the fact that you told me
what you wanted
but how you said it told a different story.
it told me that you wanted me.
turns out that was a lie.
you got what you want
by luring me with the thought of being loved.
i know now what i didn't know then.
that maybe i should listen to my head instead of my heart.
