I wouldn't question my emotion while I endure strongly opposed opinion I just couldn't stop my head from thinking of her our familiarity became my priority inconsideration of her sentiment before mine with the capability capable of switching lies into something honest and unselfish feeding untrue events to my head I believed her words and flaws for something generously true her claimed act and soft deeds I wouldn't tolerate.
Our chemistry made sweet torment to my head pleasing some star that wouldn't shine above my roof, some good wise man made mention of such stars but I didn't consider her a thorn or some bad mixture for me.
We made bad potion polluting our energy it made me unusual her actions felt different from her word it never described any of her, catechizing her actions it described her uniquely her uniqueness which frequently reprobates became my abode she broke my magistrate with lust, became legitimate commitment and care became lawful.
Made her my drug specifically took dosage of her would've overdosed some of it ignoring less of my drug it defile me it posses me, badly mistaken confusing most feeling for some different intent I would accept her care and support occasionally knowing it was no difference staying alone, I wouldn't go selfish neglecting her or what we had our affection wasn't decent for me I couldn't get her off my head like a strong drug she became toxic it made me feel small she kept giving me her dosage even when I didn't call for any she misleads over and over until I sensed she wouldn't play fair.
I could burn a wet cloak presuming we were some good calling redeeming her off my mind she wouldn't perceive and conclude about my clarity I also deserves some benevolent, she would go through my device inquisitive if I had seek any female attention aside hers distrusting my views, my word would be low quality but she claimed listening to them.
I was affectionate to her clumsy character would always want her alone for myself coped with her indecency-desired us withstanding bare flaws and uncertain craving ambition she deliberate cleverly around me knew too well my feelings were extremely dangerous and she enjoyed watching that slowly we became mess she confused and disordered our affinity knowing to well and disregarding my trip for THC pushed me and watch me hurt while I fall subsequently came back acting sorry.

We were predictable to his thought could imagine some of those deed seizing to my thoughts most time, appreciate less of what we are or could be she played me numerously in so many ways her style wasn't fare she would hang around acting like saint we couldn't shine along she knew too well I wouldn't fake any feeling towards her or go on ranting about the planets and stars surrounding my castle what I offered was never appreciated I would always come true to her making effortless move to see she wasn't hurt.