i thought i had it.
i really lost it.
i thought i grasped it.
but no, i tossed it.
cold hands weren't meant to be gripped.
derelict hearts were meant to be ripped.
you know your eyes are so intoxicating.
you purposefully keep me waiting.
its called erotic infatuation.
its not genuine love, but an imitation.
gee, this stuff really fooled me,
good thing i woke up...
this kid could've ruled me!
-Chelsey Reggin