falling in love with her is like taking the square block and trying to put it in the circle slot i got the premise set in stone but the execution was poor like twisting and turning a rubiks cube to find that four colors of each side are missing but im trying to solve it in spite of forgetting what the colors were so i ****** up really bad and i guess romance is dead and thereβs no extra lives and now im playing hide and seek with my smile looking in places that she smiled where sunsets lie that even van gogh couldnt paint but im not drinking yellow paint to make way for some fabrication of euphoria because my euphoria sleeps with her theyβre really quite the bedfellows but everything inside me is just the way she left it