Free of expectations never thought of a fruition. Your glances towards me all seemed so right, new
Venture so bright. Swept up by perfected lines, your hand in mine. Breath of fresh air, could this be
As real as it seems? Rush of blissfulness, fantasy felt so real but dark veritas will be revealed. I sailed
Away, charmed unintentional words, who are you? Your smile, compliments, your touch blinded
Me to what was real. What a fool am I? Oscillates, hesitates, behavior bewildering. Honesty, no more words to say. Vanishing cowardly ways. You preyed upon me, you ripped my heart out. Roped me in deceitful ways, carnivore.
Written by: Edward DeCesare, John Gribbin, Tanya Beickert
