How foolish of me..
To think that this gonna work for us.
We met unexpectedly,
We felt the connection,
We enjoyed each other's presence.
But how foolish of me..
To think that this is gonna work.
The cruel-world-standard
As they chasin' the Heathers
And a girl like me?
Invisible, unseen..
Don't be mistaken
I love myself,
I really do.
I really am.
But i immediately become a loser when it comes to love,
Ain't winning at all from the start.
Never be one's priority;
Always losin'...
/The second choice
Or well,
Maybe nothin' at all./
Go chase 'em pretty girl,
While me waiting for 'the one'
As i wander all these sleepless night
By myself, alone
Ain't gonna text first
'Cause i'm scared
Still too scared;
To falling too deep,
Again,
Crushing,
Again,
Left,
Again.
-A
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