Why
I've been told why, for most of my life. "Why do you like her?" she's always on your mind. I wasn't sure until I finally realised… The 1st time was because she was pretty & nice, 2nd time, her personality had seasoning & spice, 3rd time, because I fell in love with her smile & eyes. Sadly, fourth time, because I couldn't read her mind. I loved the game, even though I'd never win, I smiled from behind thinking I'm lying or is it a sign, I've never got it right, but I've only tried twice. So wish me luck, if I go for the third time. As always it'd end up with my heart thrown in the bin But, maybe, there's always a maybe, right? Hidden in disguise? Or am I just going in and out of this box I call my mind? I'm not sure, but I should fix it sometime, When I'm finally free of the charges of loves crime. I'm innocent, innocent, innocent! Just heartbroken, like someone called Malificent.
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