Seems to be that yesterday was not a mystery,

The alibi became unclear, discovery to re-appear.

Who’s to say that she was not the one for him to hold,

Indescribable lust, her diamonds falling into the dust.

No one trusting her, she seems too vague as words unfold,

Her mystery she hides, a love that is always denied.

She is the one they warned you about,

She the one that you defiantly could’ve gone without.

-Just A Girl-

Such beauty and lustful intricacy,

Such perfection in her desirable anatomy.

She climbs she strives to reason why,

She isn’t the one he calls upon.

She loves, she cries, she tries and tries.

But no one is ever “the one”.

She wants to love, to fall, to give.

To be his special reason to live.

She wants to dedicated and to participate - 

In this fairy tail story she will forever anticipate. 

But - - - 

She’s too broken, too fragile, too worried that someone will fix her.

To scared that the down fall will re-occur.

She can’t run from the one thing that is poisoning her, 

You can’t run from the person directly behind you.

You can’t control the drug that defined you.

You can’t let go of the obsession that refined you.

I can’t make peace that I ruined you.