Man who doesn't exist
Fit Charming Kind Funny Everything you said you were. I believed you. Ok, I'll be fair, Maybe I told a little lie too. Blonde Skinny Confident Pretty You're not you And I'm not me We both believed it was true Because we wanted it to be Belief Trust Desire Fantasy Mind, erupting like a volcano Sending signals around the body. Telling the heart To beat faster The butterflies To go crazy Overflowing with thoughts Lust Love You. It might be wrong, It might be foolish. But now, I'm in love With a man who doesnt exist.
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