It was a regular Saturday night for you,
But it was the most magical moment for me,
I felt sparks fly when I looked you in your eyes,
I guess eyes tell lies.

I keep asking myself,
Why do I miss him,
He clearly doesn’t feel the same way,
He only thinks about himself.

How did I misread the situation?
I am usually so good at reading people.
Your eyes deceived my heart,
Now all I am left with is agitation.