My fever for you has died down.

But oh i can't help it but blush when i remember your cocky smirks and flirty gestures.
The way you caressed me in the most gentle way and woo me with your smooth talks and loving features.
You knew exactly how to make a girl go crazy for you. That's why my fever for you has died down.
For good.

You had me convinced that if i left everything for you, you'd stay with me so i can fond over you and your physical traits. You made sure that i'd be safe and yet i was on the edge, hanging on for dear life. My fever for you was so high that it had blinded me for what i was and what i had become. I became the girl that nobody wanted to know but everybody wanted to have.

It was only then when i realized that your words and so called promises you've made that very intimate night was all lies. Lies that were already on the surface but i was too blinded to see it. All because of my fever for you.

You were and are and forever will be that drug, that beautiful face that siren like beauty that drew me in to the water because you morphed into what i wanted to see and dragged me down and drowned me until i thought i could've breathed under water just to stay with you and lie next you.

But, that was all in my head. All because of my stupid fever for you.
Im very happy that it had died down. For good.