The week that never happened
It started with a Facebook comment
Something about the heat
Something about bourbon
Something about a 2 year crush on me
I was not looking for romance
But it caught my scent and followed me home.
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Six days of unstoppable conversation
Unpretentious affection, a lovely surprise
Never encouraged, but never discouraged
Something to look forward to
Somewhere to be safe
Someone to trust once more
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The man says he doesn't love me
And he does not love me
He says it in a pitiful voice
Female kindness is such an impossible concept to grasp
That man always mistake it for seduction
Like a venus trap, I could only be trying to catch him, right?
No, the man does not love me
Like a little fly he buzzes around me
But there is bigger prey for a venus trap.
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It is like spilling wine on the couch
You try your best to make it dry
You try your best to clean it
To forget you ever made such a stupid mistake
But like blood stains left by a broken heart
It is what it is
And it is tainted.
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