Blinded
I thought you were the one, i thought to myself this is it, i can finally stop looking and stop waiting for the right person to come along, but i turned out to be wrong. that feeling that kept me going, that feeling that froze time on our first kiss, suddently disappered. You lie, You cheated, you disrespected me in every possible humanly way. You broke me, you wrecked down my walls and made me love you in a way i never thought i could love anyone. You wasted my time and in that you blinded me for who you really are. A player, A Liar, A Cheater. You were the only person i ever loved, truly loved at least i thought you were. Now i find myself blinded from the cards you dealt in my hand. I should've saw it coming, i wish i was warned, I wish i could take everything i ever said back cause that knife you stabbed me with, braking inside of me, i could feel it tear my flesh, i can feel the blood rushing it's way out like it can't wait to escape from being held captive. that stab left a really bad scar. i feel stupid enough already to know that i was blinded by your looks that made my jaw drop, you're deep ocean blue eyes that had me memorized for as long as we were together, that made me see right into your soul, the hurt the pain and the suffering that you went through, i saw all of it. but that's nothing compared to what i've been through. I was blinded by your smile and the way you looked at me every single time, i don't think i'll ever forget it. Like i was the most beautiful person you have ever seen. That look that made the hairs on my skin stand up, that made my head sore from thinking you were the one i was gonna spend the rest of my life with. Like i finally did something right i finally got something that made me happy completely and for it to go down a wrong path after one decision we made it ruined us. I'm honestly starting to forget your face, i'm starting to forget what your voice sounded like, your laugh, your smile, and as your deep ocean blue eyes started to fade. so did we.
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