We ended just as quickly as we started as i recall



The moment i met you, my red hair, your tattoos, grabbing coffee and hoping for fall



I thought we had a chance but chances are I'm probably wrong



I should have listened to my gut saying you were lying all along



But i listened to my heart instead and ended up where i am now



Cutting my skin on the pieces of my shattered heart as it lays on the ground



You can't just block someone and act like what was there had never existed



The fact that you did though tells me from the start this whole thing was twisted



You had only one motive but I stayed devoted hoping someday you would come around



But now that I've lost you completely I'm seeing the signs I ignored somehow



I'm glad that we ended before we got started it leaves me nothing to remember



Except the moment I met you, my red hair, your tattoos on that afternoon in September