A scattered mess.

Start the scene,
enter innocent girl and breath-taking boy
Although he is the one that makes her heart pound with insanity;
she will soon find out that she was nothing but his beautiful decoy.

She already thought she had served her suffering,
and that this scene was nothing but a repeated exaggeration,
because with a simple flash of his crooked smile
she couldn't obsesses with anything except this permanent infatuation.

But she was depressingly mistaken,
for she was about to feel her own flash flood of pain.
Because these were the teardrops than would cut deeper than a sword,
and these were the endless nights that caused her head to go absolutely insane.

And after it all, the only thing that she could get herself to wonder
was if that other girl was really worth all this mess?
That other girl that had stolen away her only amour,
The other girl that he just wouldn't confess...

And I miss the colors in your beautiful eyes,
and the way I tried to avoid your obvious, foolish lies
I miss your dazed kiss and your stupid little hat,
and the way you could make me smile just like that.
I miss your ever-fulfilling laughter
and how your love was something I was so thrilled to chase after.
I miss the late night conversations filled with stories of disguise,
and how I thought you were so much different from all the other guys.
So I finally broke down crying,
because we still broke apart despite how hard I was trying.
I'm simply wishing to lie in your arms one last time
waiting for myself to make up just one more naive little rhyme..

And this is where I realize that I'm trying to convince myself
that I don't need you...
But I do.
I do.