I like to think she was the right person for me
Night and day, she was the only girl I could ever see
From endless stares to her vibrant smiles
The thought of her felt so right
Though in the mix, fights and undeniable strong debates
She was still the perfect girl, the girl of my dreams
I like to think that I was the one that tames her, the one that makes her happy
But in my unconciousness, I was just holding her back.
To have thought that we were both right for each other was just a mere fantasy
Something I couldn't seem to gobble up until now in this very scene
We were both in toxicity
Yes, she was right, but not for me.