Magenta

The butterfly effect... The misbehaving stomach... His perspective of her lighthouse eyes as they knot with mine... And we smile at the impression of nervousness... You had me not at hello... But at your insecurities as if I knew them prior to the moment... You are beautiful... And it's screaming with a sound that fills a temple of silence when you hold your head down... If I ever told you I liked you, I lied....I only loved you... But you wasn't the one that got away... You was the one I wasn't suppose to have... So now we're here... Unapproachable, resenting one another... Holding neglect like a new born... Dwelling in our past... Reminiscing about our relationship...